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Organized Chaos

Okay, I admit it. I am forever disheveled. I try to organize only to find a horrible mess a few hours after tidying up. What makes some of us so coherent and capable of keeping ourselves together, while others are in a constant state of flux?

God certainly did not make a mess. He is steadfast in all He does. For those of us crying out “Why do you tarry in fixing the mess we are in?” I suggest that He is waiting for us to be still. We struggle our way through life, burdening ourselves with problems, seeking solutions, when resting in His arms is all He asks.

Psalm 46:10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.” (NIV)