Those Nagging Thoughts

Years ago, I was riding on a ski lift with my husband. The wind was blowing, but not enough to cause me to shiver in the cold. No, I was shivering due to what my eyes were taking in. My heart was overwhelmed with the beauty of the thickly-laden snowcapped branches of the pine trees. They swayed in the breeze as the branches gently brushed one another. The freshly fallen snow on the ground was undisturbed except for animal tracks. It was quiet and peaceful. My husband and I were quiet as he too was in awe. I was thinking of God’s goodness and praising Him silently. Then all of a sudden, singing voices interrupted the quiet:

You shall go out with joy / And be let forth with peace, /
And the mountains and the hills / Will break forth before you.
There’ll be shouts of joy / And the trees of the fields /
Will clap, / Will clap their hands.

I could visualize the mountains breaking forth and trees clapping unto the Lord for His goodness. I joined in song as the youth’s voices continued to ring out. My husband smiled at me, touched my hand, and nodded, indicating he was thinking the same thing. There were many people on the lift before and behind us, yet I never saw the young ones who were singing and praising God. Yet, this song rang out across the hills. I appreciated their boldness to sing what I was thinking. All of those around us heard our lifted voices. So, I prayed that if people’s hearts were hurting and negative thoughts were taking charge, they too saw reason for that song. Hopefully, their day took a turn towards “goodness.”

“How lovely on the mountains are the feet of Him who brings good news, good news.”

This line from another song, which I have had running through my head, comes at a very good time for me. The encouragement of the twice-repeated verse emphasizes His goodness in my life. I struggle with the enemy putting thoughts in my head that are against the promises my Bridegroom has spoken to me over and over.

When this happens, I meditate on the truth that “I am loved,” picturing His expressive eyes of love as a husband who looks at his wife on their wedding day. I remind myself, “He watches over me as I sleep,” and I imagine Him smiling, watching, as a mother watches over her sleeping child, noticing every breath. I remind myself “How my Bridegroom comforts me in dark times,” and feel His large arms holding me so close that I hear His heartbeat. I repeat “He is my best friend,” and we laugh at silly things and I whisper in His ear telling Him my deepest secrets. I mediate on this truth: “My Bridegroom will never leave me nor forsake me.” The word for leave is translated here to mean abandon. For me, the word abandon has a deeper, more personal meaning. It is in those times when my mind is running full speed ahead and out of control that I whisper to my loving Bridegroom, “Help me.” I go into that place of retreat to recuperate and let His words flow over me, imagining myself standing under a waterfall with my hands open wide. The water flows over my head, down my lifted face, over my hands, and covers my body. His living water purifies and cleanses those thoughts away.

So why do we have those times of “off track” thoughts? Is it because we don’t put enough faith in Him? No. It is because we live in a place that is temporary, where our flesh tries to drive our thoughts even though we know better. Yet, we are able to run into His outstretched arms and He will receive us with compassion.

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways” (Isaiah 55:8 NLT).

Let’s bow and pray:

Lord, the depth of my love for you can never even compare to what You feel for me. Your compassion and love fills every crevice of my heart. Your mercies are new every morning. Your kindness is better than life. Your Word is a balm to my soul. Lord, take these untamed thoughts, crush them in Your mighty hand, and fill me once again with your Spirit. Amen.

Jan Grubbs
I’m a Bible teacher, author, and speaker, and I am passionate about connecting women to Jesus.

When I was growing up, my dad used to say, “Every day is a new day to Jan,” and it’s true. No matter what happened the day before, every day is new to me. Like you, I’ve had some great highs and some very difficult lows. In those hard times, Jesus always holds and comforts me. 

If you would have told my mother I would become a writer, she would have gotten so tickled. She was a very particular English teacher, and everything I wrote made her want to pull her hair out! I was a “life is a bowl of cherries” kind of a girl. Fun, carefree, and the life of the party, I met my straight-laced, Baptist future husband at 18. We married at 20 and began going to church. I went through the motions, but I became a true believer at 24.

I love teaching women the Bible and seeing the light bulb come on. One time, I was preparing to speak to a group of women leaders, when I asked the Lord what to teach on. Immediately, He gave me the picture of us being the Bride of Christ. I am a hopeless romantic, so this spoke to my heart. I dove into studying Jesus as our Bridegroom, and it wooed me into a more intimate relationship with Him. 

My husband always says I am full of surprises. No one is as surprised as we are that I’m writing, but Jesus isn’t surprised. He took my love for Him, my love for the Word, my love for women, and turned it into this ministry.

Each of us has hidden qualities that Jesus is waiting to bring out. As you linger here and enjoy my writing, I hope you come to understand Jesus as your Bridegroom and the depth of love He has for you. 

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