Dealing With Stress

I often eat my own words! Oh, they are not terrible or anything just always encouraging to someone going through a difficulty. Then there is myself! Oh, God and I talk. Yesterday I prayed through the entire day about the housing situation here, about the car holding out for us, about everything that stresses me and bothers me! I always ask for the top angels to surround my phamily. To sit at my side. I am never afraid to ask God! Then he says to me very quietly:

Dealing with Stress

Philippians 4:6-7
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (NIV)

I hope you thank Charlotte and Ginger at  Spiritual Sunday.  I did not get to visit like I wanted to last week. My head was still swirling from the hours of mountain riding in the car last Sunday. But this week I will do better. I love all of you and enjoy the insight I receive from all the different posts everyone puts up. I Know SS has a separate prayer blog and Denise over at her blog. But I would like to ask you to visit Annie  here. Her unborn baby Ollie may have a health issue only God can handle. Please support this terrific family. Prayer is good but visiting Annie is better too because you can tell her you are praying and read over her blog. She is a special friend and I ask for prayer for the family

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be (Psalm 139:13-16).

 As for me heeding my own advice, here is that answer:

Psalm 84:2-4
My soul yearns, even faints,
for the courts of the LORD;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
O LORD Almighty, my King and my God.

I think God will help us find a house. Keep those prayers coming.