It’s Above Me Now

The other day… probably like last month actually… one of my friends posted this on their story:

It became one of those occasions where I read something that read me right back. I sat there thinking about the things I was worrying about and it hit me that I do have trust issues. My big thing was always how I didn’t make people pay for the specific hurt others caused me, but apparently I do [face palm]. Like, I may not go up to someone and blatantly blame them for what Little Bobby did to me when I was 7, but I do subconsciously expect them to treat me like Little Bobby did way back when. And reading that made me realize how, not only do I not trust people like I thought, I also don’t trust the one who I’m supposed to trust has a better place prepared for me with the things that’s trying to hold me back from said place. Now how does that work?

It doesn’t.

Okay so boom, I’ve been reading the Bible more lately and coming to an understanding of what it means by truly reading to understand (and not to manipulate it into meaning what I want it to mean like some of you heathens be doing but let me mind my business). One of the verses I read recently was Philippians 4:7. I’m not sure of the actual text and encourage you to go read it for yourself, but MY interpretation of it was “it’s above me now.” Some time like last year or the year before, there was this guy working at a hotel front desk dealing with a disgruntled customer. He went viral for recording the interaction and repeatedly saying “it’s above me now” after he had already given the situation to management. And here’s why I’ve found a little joy in reading the Bible now: some of the cultures greatest sayings and lessons originated from it. When you put it in a language that you understand, it all gets clear. Reading that verse and having it translate to that popular quote and then remembering the post from my friend’s story made all the lightbulbs and whistles of my brain go off. I literally stopped worrying about everything at that moment and simply gave it to God in prayer.

Now does this mean I’m some angelical being who doesn’t get mad and never worries – no. It does mean, however, after I said what I had to say about the situation and then sent it on the main line to Big Sandles, it’s not my problem anymore. Plus, you don’t get clear skin by worrying… you get wrinkles from that. I don’t want wrinkles. I want long hair and not to care. I want to sleep peacefully at night knowing it’s above me now. And so, I’m casting my cares that way (to God) and going on about my business.