Well, the circus in Washington, D.C., continues. I have no opinion on the debt ceiling plans or deals or impact or future. What I do have is an opinion on how much energy we waste on this stuff.
Seriously, how much time have you spent listening to, reading about, talking about, or worrying about this whole affair? How much did all your effort change anything?
How much of our time and effort we spend on things that we cannot affect at all? No one in Washington, D.C., cares what I think about the debt ceiling. Nor should they care. I know nothing about how all this works beyond the most basic concept of "debt" and "ceiling." I am not even knowledgeable enough about federal finances to be considered an amateur.
But I have lots of things in my life that matter a lot more. They matter a lot more to me and to my family and to my neighbors and my friends. I have chores and work and loving my family to take care of. I have sermons and lessons to prepare. I have clients to represent. I have bills to pay. None of these things are affected by what is going on in Washington, D.C. (I keep saying "Washington, D.C." because I hate when someone says "Washington" and does not mean the state. Comes from living there so long.)
Ultimately, something will happen. The ceiling will be raised or it won't. Someone will claim to have won and someone else will claim to have won and someone else will say no one won. And my opinion will not matter to any of it.
In Psalm 131, the psalmist rejoices in the fact that he does not worry about things too high for him. He describes himself as a "weaned child," a child that can enjoy life because he is not always tied to his mother as a source of food. He can live without constant concern about things he cannot affect.
I can walk in peace because God is sovereign over all things. That is all I need to know when I hear people talking about "what might happen," because I know God is king of all things, including what ever might happen. My soul is at peace because I know the Prince of Peace.
Seriously, how much time have you spent listening to, reading about, talking about, or worrying about this whole affair? How much did all your effort change anything?
How much of our time and effort we spend on things that we cannot affect at all? No one in Washington, D.C., cares what I think about the debt ceiling. Nor should they care. I know nothing about how all this works beyond the most basic concept of "debt" and "ceiling." I am not even knowledgeable enough about federal finances to be considered an amateur.
But I have lots of things in my life that matter a lot more. They matter a lot more to me and to my family and to my neighbors and my friends. I have chores and work and loving my family to take care of. I have sermons and lessons to prepare. I have clients to represent. I have bills to pay. None of these things are affected by what is going on in Washington, D.C. (I keep saying "Washington, D.C." because I hate when someone says "Washington" and does not mean the state. Comes from living there so long.)
Ultimately, something will happen. The ceiling will be raised or it won't. Someone will claim to have won and someone else will claim to have won and someone else will say no one won. And my opinion will not matter to any of it.
In Psalm 131, the psalmist rejoices in the fact that he does not worry about things too high for him. He describes himself as a "weaned child," a child that can enjoy life because he is not always tied to his mother as a source of food. He can live without constant concern about things he cannot affect.
I can walk in peace because God is sovereign over all things. That is all I need to know when I hear people talking about "what might happen," because I know God is king of all things, including what ever might happen. My soul is at peace because I know the Prince of Peace.