My first trip to the cinema wasn’t a positive experience. I was four and I was seeing Disney’s version of Peter Pan. I was completely terrified of Captain Hook and misunderstanding the concept of cinema, stood up, placed my hands in front of my face and shouted at my embarrassed Dad and the entire audience, “Turn it off!”
As an adult I look back on that event and smile, but have I really grown up? My fears and worries might have changed, but my reaction to them is startlingly similar. My desire is still for my Father in Heaven to push the fast-forward button and skip into a period of my life where ticking crocodiles aren’t waiting to eat me. I want the Lord to turn off the things that worry and scare me, and find it difficult to comprehend why He doesn’t. I worry about my family and friends/my health/offending people/money /fires/killer hamsters with hand-grenades e.t.c. There are so many things, which seem out of my control. God instructs me not to worry. Why? Because (a) it’s a time wasting technique, as Jesus says “Which of you, by worrying can add a single day to your life?” (b) He’s got me in the palm of hand and He’s never going to let me go. It’s a lesson in trust.
For me personally, I would like to have seen so much more written here. You've certainly got the heart for it, meaning that I can sense a heart for the Father in your words. To your credit, your opening sentences are "appetizers" that dare the reader to come and dine at your table, but, the meal was just a continuation of the snacks. I didn't get the impression that you "want to be heard", instead I got the sense that you believe there are some things you have learned that would benefit His people, so, why didn't you?