There are certainly some days that things get out of hand and you feel like you have no control of things happening in your life. This can be very difficult. We all want to feel in control of the outcomes of our lives. We want to have a say in the things that will be permitted to come our way.
Do you know that anxiety increases as the sense of control reduces? Yes, it does. Why do you think the heart of an average student, though he used 3months to prepare for the semester exams still pounds as hard as the sound of a leaping gazelle when he hears “Those writing Economics 305 should line up to enter the exam hall?”
He had 2weeks prior to exams to prepare and he read overnight prior to that day but all the revision in the world can not calm his heart. You know why?
He has no idea what he’s gonna see on those exam papers when he enters. He has absolutely no control on what he’s gonna meet and this sends him almost into a panic mode.
Same issue is applicable in life. Whenever we think/know the outcome of an issue is in our hands, we tend to worry less, but when we are left out on the decision-making process, anxiety kicks in. We have no control and we are frightened of the outcome.
So what do we do? Try to control everything that happens around us?
We can’t even control the events of our own lives talk less of controlling world peace.
I am going to agree that the most stressed-out people are likely the “control freaks” because the more they try to control the world, the more they fail at it; the more they get agitated over their failure, the more stressed out they get. They get anxious, they get angry and then they are simply stressed out!
We sometimes make plans about our day, about our finances, about grades in school; we map out how we need it to go so that we can get a particular end result. But suddenly, life happens. Friends interrupt, family interferes, weather changes, health hitches arise. Situations beyond our control crashes in on our parade and the exquisitely planned and calculated schedule is in shreds🤦♀️
So, again I ask, what do we do? Fight for control? I don’t think it will work (Remember Jonah when he tried to control his own itinerary). Instead of striving for control that is ever going to be out of reach, why not relinquish it totally into the hands of the sovereign God. Both the things you think you have under lock and key and the things already spiralling out of control.
You can’t control your husband or children or health any more than you can control the world stock market from taking a nosedive. The most conscious vegetarian may escape high blood pressure only to succumb to cancer😔.
Since you can’t operate the world, why not entrust it into the hand of the merciful creator, the loving father and the impartial judge of the earth. The thrones of this world may be presently empty because there is no one who can control the incidences but be rest assured that the throne of heaven is fully occupied by the immortal God whose train fills the whole temple. He is never on vacation, never out of breath, never at risk, never out of order, never tired, never out of ideas, never of solutions and definitely never out of control.
Stabilise your soul in the sovereignty of the All-mighty God.
I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed.
I remember it all—
oh, how well I remember—
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
But there’s one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,
his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He’s all I’ve got left.
God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
It’s a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from God.
It’s a good thing when you’re young
to stick it out through the hard times.
When life is heavy and hard to take,
go off by yourself. Enter the silence.
Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear.
Don’t run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The “worst” is never the worst.
Why? Because the Master won’t ever
walk out and fail to return.
If he works severely, he also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of loyal love are immense.
He takes no pleasure in making life hard,
In throwing roadblocks in the way:
Stomping down hard on luckless prisoners,
Refusing justice to victims
In the court of High God,
Tampering with evidence—the Master does not approve of such things.
Lamentation3:19-36 (The Message version)