My Anxious Thoughts
Anxious is the word for the day. A little later this morning I go in to see the oncologist then head right over for my chemotherapy treatment. I try to keep things in perspective, keep telling myself I’ll only feel lousy for about a week then things will start looking up again. One week. I can do one week. It’s like having the flu, right? Sort of. Except it isn’t.
Maybe I think about it too much. I know I do. I need to focus on the weeks I feel good, keep my eyes a week ahead and my thoughts on the good the chemo is doing and reign in this anxiousness.
My prayer for today is Psalm 139:23, “Search me, O God, and know my heart, test me and know my anxious thoughts.”
And my mind is on Psalm 33:20-22, “Our soul waits for the LORD; He is our help and our shield. For our heart shall rejoice in Him, because we have trusted in His holy name. Let Your mercy, O LORD, be upon us, just as we hope in You.”
Here we go . . .