Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs (Psalm 100:1,2).
Ever have an Alexander-terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-day and wonder how to “flip” your day or week mid-chaos? Last week I did. Here’s how I refused the enemy’s stomp-around.
I was weak with an infection for two weeks. I set up a new juicer like the game Mouse Trap, the mice and diver dude ready to take the plunge. Then I juiced up seven carrots, a beet, a lemon, and two apples.
But the juiced carrots produced a huge pile of shavings that hunkified as I poured them into the garbage disposal. Soon orange, rusty water backed up into the double sink. Dirty forks, knives, spoons, dishes and pans were strewn across the kitchen.
When I went to the store to pick up more veggies, a driver tailgated me, pulled up next to me in the parking lot, and roared at me until I got a security guard to get her to back off. I called Tim, who showed up quickly and got me home safely.
Here are 3 steps to turn chaos around:
- Turn up the worship. One of the precepts The Warrior Class: When in battle, ask, “What level of worship does this call for?”The woman roaring at me at the store frightened me. When I got home, I turned on worship (live feed of Kansas City International House of Prayer) and changed the atmosphere of my home. My emotions soon settled down. I was in a safe place.
- Declare a turnaround, even when it’s not evident. Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see (Hebrews 11:1). Speak out the result you’re looking for! Throughout the week, I said, “Our home’s a culture of miracles. God’s healing me.” Was I chipper? No. Out of pain? Uh-uh. But I spoke it out. Soon it was true.
- Playfully lay down a new memory over an old one. A couple of days ago, I felt uneasy when Emily and I shopped at the store where I’d had the run-in with the woman. As we left the store, I sang out, “My Redeemer Lives.” When a woman in the parking lot cheered me on, I sang even louder. Laughing, Em and I piled our groceries into the car and drove home.
Worship, declaration of turnaround and playfulness says to the enemy, “My Savior’s here. And He’s bigger than you.”
Jesus, bring it on!
Friend, what do you do to turn around a day/week when everything goes south?