Racing, anyone?

Do any of you have a mind that starts racing sometimes? I have one that can be fine all day, and then start up when I'm trying to fall asleep. Then it's off to the races. I suppose that means it really wasn't fine all day, was it? It was really simmering, festering on worries or frustrations that really were not mine--or need not have been.

I have a God who truly loves me, who more than wants to carry my straggling worries --1Peter 5:7 "Cast all your cares on him because he cares about you"--that ought to cover it once and for all. If I could keep than fresh in my mind. There's the trick.

My father gave me a mental picture once of carrying our burden to the Cross, laying it down gratefully, then going back and poking the burden, checking it, picking it up "for a minute," and then finally carrying it back away until the then time we came to our senses and laid it down again--or if we wised up--for good. Perhaps little by little in our walk, as we can bring it to our mind through the day, at a stop light in giving thanks that our strong and mighty God is working our best in the details of our lives, our minds can shut off.

I note that the more I praise him, the less my mind races. The more overtaken I am with the needs of others, the less my brain can think of my own trivia.

Don't be afraid, for I AM with you. Do not be dismayed, for I AM your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you will my victorious right hand.

Isaiah 41:10