Ezra 8:31 The hand of our God was on us, and he protected us from enemies and bandits along the way. 32 So we arrived in Jerusalem, where we rested three days.
I woke up this morning to what is supposed to be a national holiday feeling overwhelmed with life. Life, with its cares and worries, apparently does not take days off. Our burdens are like a running debt that our "debtor" can call in on odd days. Even on public Hari Raya holidays.
Thoughts of upcoming trips, last night's text from a troubled sister, soon shifted to worries about retirement, and personal issues of parental abandonment. I thought up an array of 'what-ifs' and 'coulda-wouldas.' Funny and tragic at the same time.
The bed could have remained my cocoon, but it would also have become an incubator for hatching fear out of the daily dose of worry. What is the best antidote for an early morning onslaught? God's word that assures us that "[His] hand [is] on us, and he protect[s] us from enemies and bandits along the way. So we [will] arrive..."
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