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  • Writer's pictureKerri Wilson

Only a Moment ~ Kerri S Wilson

I found myself thinking, as I always do while washing dishes, and I noticed myself feeling anxious. I immediately wondered why I felt anxious. There was no cause for anxiety; it seemed random. Then I suddenly realized I had been thinking about how often I fail to please people. My thoughts about my inadequacy had caused me to become anxious. As I considered further, I recognized that this happens to me often without me even noticing. As I processed my thoughts, a song came to my mind and I started singing quietly. I sang these words: My hallelujah belongs to you My hallelujah belongs to you My hallelujah belongs to you My hallelujah belongs to you You deserve it You deserve it You deserve it You deserve it Then I started singing this song: When I think about the Lord How He saved me How He raised me How he filled me with the Holy Ghost How He healed me to the uttermost When I think about the Lord How He picked me up And turned me around How He placed my feet on solid ground It makes me want to shout Hallelujah Thank you Jesus Lord, you’re worthy Of all of the glory All of the honor And all of the praise In that moment I felt my anxiety change to reliance. Jesus did say, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light,” (Matthew 11:28-30, ESV). It took only a moment for me to refocus and for my personal atmosphere to change.

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