I’ve been lazy. Could you tell? I hope you could. It would be sad if that’s all you expected from me—a couple vague paragraphs a day.
You see, I’ve hidden behind the excuse of “busyness” for far too long. My blog has become a last minute resort for my numerous thoughts rummaging through my head. Enough of that.
I’m tired of thinking too much. Is it fair to say that thinking too much is a sin? In other words, that worrying is a sin? I think so. You see, because anything apart from faith is a sin (Romans 14:23). And sin is not all the bad things in life you do realize, right? It’s not just murder and stealing.
In fact, it’s more simple and complicated than that.
“If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and doesn’t do it, it is sin for them.” (James 4:17)
There you go. That verse talks about our thoughts and knowledge. Sin can go beyond actions. That’s because sin is, in general, anything that separates us from God. Sin is doing the right thing at the wrong time. Because what if you have the option of doing two good things? How do you determine which one deserves your focus and which doesn’t?
Also, on the subject of worrying. Is planning bad? Not a hint. Is excessive planning bad? Of course. Is cleaning good? Yes. Is cleaning to the point of being a germaphobic good? No.
Catch my drift?
It’s like driving a car. Going too slow is ridiculous and unproductive. Going too fast is ridiculous, and while productive in the short-term, foolish, unsafe, and costly in the long-run.
This pretty much applies to anything in life. And more specifically, it applies to thinking. Thinking too little isn’t healthy, and thinking too much isn’t safe. I need to stay steadfast in God’s peace.