When I lost a bag at the airport a week and a half ago, I had about 5 minutes of, “Did I really do that? Oh crap all my debit cards were in there and I need gas to get home. How am I going to do my work and write the things without my computer? Oh shoot all of my IDs were in there. My book proof was in there!”
And then I was fine. A brief panic and then total peace. I was thinking about it today - as I can look forward to my items returning to me next week (yay they were found!)- I was thinking about how grateful I am that this week and a half was filled with peace when it could have been filled with panic.
I wasn’t upset. I wasn’t stressed. Instead, I felt free. There was some awkwardness about what to do with my days as losing my computer was a plan thwarter, but even that was a gift - it reinforced what God has been showing me about how to use my time differently.
I felt free because my life is not my own. My life is hidden in Christ - it’s His. My plans, my work, my various projects - these don’t belong to me and they aren’t for me and they aren’t for impressing other people or for checking off a productivity box. It’s all for Him.
And if it’s all for Him, and if He is calling me to do these things as I believe He is, and if He has access to all of the resources in the world, my little lost bag isn’t going to get in the way.
It was a huge reminder to my wandering heart of how the fullest, most satisfying, most peaceful existence is one where my life and everything in it belongs completely, is entrusted completely, to Jesus.
“There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”
- Luke 10:42
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