I am just telling this little story because I think it is
interesting. I recently bought a roll of gauze at the drug store for a wound on my hand, but then the wound healed and I
did not need the gauze. And when I was
straightening up my apartment and found the gauze that I no longer needed, I
started thinking that maybe God knows that I am going to have a gash my hand in the
future and that is why he arranged for me to have some gauze on hand. Get it? On hand? But anyway I am saying what
if the whole reason I got the gauze was for another injury coming soon. Like a guaranteed gash on my hand that could
happen any day and is part of destiny. It made me feel scared, and then I
figured out that I was being a little bit mentally ill and those thoughts were
irrational. I think it is kind of an
interesting story, because people do have illogical worrying sometimes, and I
think it is good for me to catch myself doing it because a lot of my worrying
doesn't seem illogical.
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