Pollen is out in full force. If you lived in the southeastern portion of the United States, you would understand this. My black Volkswagen is now distinctly lime green. This is quite troubling, especially if your nose doesn’t get along well with pollen, as mine chooses to do.
I wish the two could make up: the nose could somehow make nice with the pollen, but inevitably it’s not gonna happen. Every year when my car changes color, my nose gets mad at the pollen. One would think that a nose is not quite picky about the color of a car, but apparently mine has such appetites.
During the seasons where my car changes colors, I am forced to take cold medicine. Cold medicine is something just shy of crack to me. When I take it, it’s a crap shoot as to the effects. I can be lightheaded. I could be moody. I might be really happy or unbelievably depressive. Today, I am neither, a bit indifferent.
I was just sitting here noticing that I was feeling this way, and when I say feeling this way I am referring to a distinct feeling. Have you ever noticed that your moods, attitudes, and even decisions are being motivated by your feelings? I notice that frequently.
A few moments ago I was going down this inward, depressive road that I can sometimes go, and I realized, “I took some cold medicine this morning.” I was immediately relieved. I was off the hook of that ugly depressive path.
It’s moments like these that I am reminded that we need to be anchored into something bigger than ourselves, grounded by something thats outside of ourselves, and guided by something with a larger perspective than ourselves.
Yet again, another reason I’m thankful for Jesus. He reminds me that I just took cold medicine this morning and I need to eat some lunch. He reminds me that peace is not something I have, it’s something He is. And He is with me.
So, I’m gonna straight up drink some OJ, take this cold medicine, and trust Jesus with it all.
Listening To: “Who You Are” The Cary Brothers.
Stoked About: Working on my book tonight.