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Praise Journal ... an antidote for worry

Recently I just got married and honestly, I had been worried about many things like will I blend well, will I be a good wife and mom, what does this mean for my career, what does this mean for me, will I have to die to be perfect? Then in the midst of this everyone that loved me ( they say its those that love you that will tell you the truth right?) was "advising" me on self-improvement strategies to be "perfect". It did not help. I also noticed that anger was festering on the surface and I really didn't know how to put out all the fires at once. The fact that I wasn't praying as much as I would have loved to (or at all, we were in the "Hey God, ok I love you bye bye" ish)

I sat up one night with the truckload of work I had left undone and was having a worry bout. Then the holy spirit asked me to build up a praise journal. As I picked up the nearest book, I discovered that I had a praise journal that I had written earlier that he had started doing.



That kicked some of the anxiety unto the curb and I continued, I soon discovered that all I was worried about was me, me me, I induced.
The bible says looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith,
My yoke is easy and my burden is light.



So my advice when in doubt swap the weight. Like all the girly treatment I have been experiencing like everyone is now calling me madam and wanting to carry my bag. I don't know if its pride that I am not ok with it, what do you think? because sometimes it is not accepting kindness or help is a sign of pride because you are self-reliant, is that what's happening here?
As I wrote down the word family, the scripture that lighted on me is

EXODUS 1:21
………….Because the midwives feared the Lord, God gave them families of their own.
That right there felt like the warm glow that comes from a friendly hug or the warmth that you first experience when you wee on yourself and I remembered God is mindful of me and I ran out of what to worry about.


Try writing a praise journal.
A praise journal is basically a list of the things you are currently grateful or want to be grateful for. Be as honest and as down to earth as possible and then, later on, take some time out to go back and count your blessings, it will really surprise you what God has done.


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