I tend to be a person who just trudges forward. A professor actually referred to me as “happy-go-ignorant”. I don’t think that was a compliment… For the most part, I do tend to live in the moment and not stress too much about tomorrow. When I start to bog down it’s usually because I start trying to cross bridges before I get to them or feel responsible for things out of my control.
Occasionally I will become aware of an especially busy schedule that is coming up and get stressed out. My flesh says “that’s too much stuff…I need me time”. Sometimes I can feel the anxiety rising up in me like a balloon stretching to it’s limits. Without fail, every single time I get this way God reminds me that He is God and I am not. I feel like God says to me, “Do the best you can with today…that’s all!”
I’m glad that I’m a passionate person. I think I’d rather be overwhelmed than underwhelmed. I’d rather be passionate than passive, but I have to keep things in perspective. This is God’s universe. I am his child. My life is his. My future is secure. If I dropped dead right now the world would keep on spinning and the only thing that would matter is that I am God’s adopted child. I want to be appropriately-whelmed. I think that means being in awe of my father’s glory, humbled by his love, and strengthened in His presence. After all, the best I can hope to do with this day is to bring honor to Him.