The Blessing of Busy

This last week the office supply/furniture store where I work during the day has been busier than a circus run by monkeys with polka dot pants. I know it's a blessing, and I'm very thankful, but...

Several people have needed help with choosing furniture, for which I feel very incompetent. Plus, all the time taken to help find fabric colors and wood grain choices and quote prices has eaten into time I normally spend doing my regular duties. PLUS, I am training a new employee!!! Yikes!!! Stop the circus and let me go home to eat chocolate and escape reality in a good novel!

For a couple of days my head was spinning and dancing, and I nearly panicked every time the phone rang or a customer walked through the door with yet another request that required me to use my already tied-in-knots brain.

Then this little thought occurred to me: What is the worst thing that could happen? I even wrote it down: we could lose an account (our biggest customer), or someone may be mad at me if I messed up and ordered the wrong item. Well, I thought, it would not be pleasant, but I could live with it. We could pick up another fifteen accounts to make up for the one lost. And, people have been mad at me before and I've survived, so...

This little exercise, along with oodles of prayer and reading/confessing Scriptures about grace and God's love, brought me out of my panicky state of mind. I am still horribly behind at work, I may never catch up, but at least I'm resting mentally and not wigging out as if I was not a dearly loved child of my Heavenly Father.

God is so wonderful!

--Jen