The Little Foxes

Am I the only one, or have others noticed how its the little things that can set off anger, cause frustrations, erode marriages?

I find I can handle big things pretty well. Perhaps because I know I need God’s presence, His guidance with me. When my husband had Cancer Surgery, I was calm. When the doctor came in and told me his findings, I was still calm. When my sister was dying of Cancer, I felt I needed to be strong, as I was now the family ‘matriarch’. But give me a few little trials, a stubbed toe, a burned meal, a leaky faucet, a bunch of ‘little foxes’ and I may fly apart.

In Song of Solomon 2:15 it says: "catch us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vine…" Perhaps this is what it is speaking of in this verse. Give me some big problems, I willingly take them to the Father and lay them at His feet. But the everyday little nuisances, I often think ‘I can do it myself’. Then I get stuck in the mire, or as the verse says, I have had my vines spoiled.

My Prayer: O Lord, may we not forget, You are not only the God of the big things, the storms, and the bends in the road, but You are the God of the everyday nuisances, the little frets that come on ordinary days. Forgive me, Lord, and I give You now my day with its little trials and ‘little foxes’ and lay them at Your feet. You are such a great and awesome God, yet You care for my smallest needs. Thank You, Father, You are so good. Amen

Happy New Year!

Some comforting words from God's Word, to start our New Year.  These are from The Message, 
Psalm 91:1-13.

"God, you're my refuge.
        I trust in you and I'm safe!"
That's right--he rescues you from hidden traps,
        shields you from deadly hazards.
His huge outstretched arms protect you--
        under them you're perfectly safe;
        His arms fend off all harm.
Fear nothing--not wild wolves in the night,
        not flying arrows in the day,
Not disease that prowls through the darkness,
        not disaster that erupts at high noon.
Even though others succumb all around,
        drop like flies right and left,
         no harm will even graze you.
You'll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance,
         watch the wicked turn into corpses.
Yes, because God's your refusge,
         the High God your very own home,
Evil can't get close to you,
         harm can't get through the door.
He ordered his angels
         to guard you wherever you go.
If you stumble, they'll catch you;
         their job is to keep you from falling.
You'll walk unharmed among lions and snakes,
        and kick young lions and serpents from the path.