Thoughts… Or should I say Rabbit Trail?

I have heard people say two things that intrigue me, since I have been going to southern baptist bible studies:

  1. Put it at the cross.
  2. Get behind me Satan.

“Put it at the cross”, means to that you have to have the faith to take all of your worries, anxieties, and troubles and put them at the foot of the cross before Christ, before God.

“Get behind me, Satan”, means that you may be having some troubling thoughts or feelings and you are rebuking him and taking his power from him. This goes with the old wife’s tale of throwing salt over your shoulder. You’re throwing the salt over your shoulder to ward of any demons and/or evil that may be sneaking up behind your back. So, the next time you spill salt and throw it over your shoulder think about it getting Satan in the eyes. 😉

Now, why do I bring these up? Well, I really mean only to talk about the first one, but could not resist sharing the useless information from my brain that I have regarding the second statement. I have this horrible problem of absorbing useless information and regurgitating it. Sometimes when I’m nervous it happens and everyone stares at me like I’m crazy. Sometimes when it is pertinent information and everyone stares at me like I’m crazy. Thus is the burden of the introverted brain…

Back on topic…

“Put it at the cross”.

My friends, my readers, Romans and countrymen… this is not any easy task. Nope, nope, nope, nope… The mind of the introvert really loathes the idea of giving up on fixing everything itself. But the mind too, will concede that there are times it is powerless.

Everyone has that moment of hopelessness where everything is spinning wildly out of control. These are the moments that you have to grab it, put it in a wooden crate, nail down the lid and place it at the foot of the cross. Why? Because YOU do not have the power or the knowledge to control every little thing that happens. But there is someone who does…. God.

God is omnipotent and He has a plan for everyone and everything. Which means that everything happens for a reason, His reason. God wants us to know that we are not alone EVER and He’s got this, this thing called “Life”. We just need to have FAITH in Him and give Him our hearts, souls, minds and body’s.

Here are the lyrics to the song “Colours” by GroupLove. I find this song deep and it’s about “Life” and trials.

“I am a man, man, man, man

Up, up in the air

And I run around, round, round, round

this down town and act like I don’t care.

So when you see me flying by the planet’s moon,

You don’t need to explain if everything’s changed

Just know I’m just like you.

Huh. Ha.

Huh. Ha.

Huh. Ha.

Huh. Ha.

So I pull the switch, the switch, the switch inside my head.

And I see black, black, green,

and brown, brown, brown and blue, yellow, violets, red.

And suddenly a light appears inside my brain

And I think of my ways,

I think of my days

and know that I have changed.

It’s the colors you have

No need to be sad.

It really ain’t that bad.

It’s the colors you have

No need to be sad.

You’ve still got your hand

So Mistress, Mistress have you been up to the roof?

He shot himself, self

There’s blood on the wall

‘Cause he couldn’t face the truth.

Oh, knock that down,

leave the ground and find some space

And tell your friends, friends,

You’ll be back again, gain

Before it’s too late.

It’s the colors you have

No need to be sad.

It really ain’t that bad.

Oh, It’s the colors you have

No need to be sad.

It really ain’t that bad

It’s the colors you have

No need to be sad.

You’ve still got your hand

So I am a man, man, man, man

Up, up in the air

And I float around, ’round, ’round this downtown

And know I shouldn’t care.

So when you see us there out in the open road

You don’t need to explain

If everything’s changed

Just know that you don’t know.

We call it… (Life)

Oh yeah, that’s what we call it.

We can’t call it at all.

We call it… (Life)

Oh yeah, that’s what we call it.

When you can’t call it at all.

Yeah, We call it (Life)

Oh yeah that’s what we call it.

(Oh)

We do it for… (sweet love)”

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