From the 40 Days of Daily Bread Series.
Yesterday, I laid face up on the chiropractor’s table as his hands were clamped around my head. Being unwillingly locked into a circumstance called whiplash the last few weeks hasn’t been fun. As he pulled on a sore spot a few times in a row I said, “I’m pretty sure you already got that part.” He laughed. My goal was to make the chiropractor laugh while he was treating me. I figured if he was in a good mood then perhaps it would soften his touch and I might be able to move later in the day.
He asked, “Are you okay?” “I’m leaning towards no,” I replied. He chuckled. He started explaining the medical reasons why this was necessary—again. Maybe so, but it doesn’t make the pain go away.
Dear Insurance Company, I need to file another claim; my chiropractor beat me up.
“I know you asked me to take it easy on you today, but we really needed to keep pulling out those muscles to avoid scar tissue.” I nodded my head…well, barely, because I couldn’t move very well. I started thinking, What am I going to do now? A list of time-sensitive tasks rapidly filled my brain as I left his office.
I sat inside my car for awhile (my recovery ritual). The back of my head felt like it was in a vice-grip when he did that procedure. Seems unpleasantly familiar. The recesses of my memory opened and reacquainted me with a truth that was deposited in my spirit man courtesy of one of my past mentors.
Years ago she taught me that one of the definitions of worry is to seize by the back of the throat (like some animals pick up their young), and shake. When you worry, the devil picks you up like that and shakes peace out of you.
I worried the rest of the day. I told my mom how worried I was, and then I told God. The word worry came out of my mouth and God arrested my attention. He tried when I was back in the car, but I missed it. You might be saying, “you didn’t use your shield.” You’re right. I repented. It turns out I was needlessly concerned anyway.
Apply the Word
This section is to help us respond to His promptings. But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. James 1:22
Worry is like a vice-grip, but God releases the exacting pressure. Ask Him to show you if you have been worrying. Tell God about it—here and now—and give Him all your concerns. He’s going to take care of it. Exhale stress; breathe in His peace.
Write what God shows you in your journal followed by the scriptures below. Pray these verses:
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. Matthew 6:34 NKJV
Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7 NKJV
Has the devil ever had your neck? What did you do about it?
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