Too blessed to be stressed


Often I see a bumper sticker that says “Too Blessed to be Stressed.”  Recently I saw a copy of that poem by Bob Ford.  I have always liked the saying and the rest of the story here is even more meaningful to me.

I refuse to be discouraged to be sad or cry.

And here’s the reason why.

I have a God who is almighty, who is sovereign and supreme.

I have a God who lives me and I am on His team.

He is all-wise and powerful; Jesus is His name.

Though everything else is changeable, My God remains the same.

I refuse to be defeated, my eyes are on my God.

He has promised to be with me, as through this life I trod

I am looking past my circumstances to Heaven’s throne above.

My prayers have reached the heart of God, I am resting in His love.

I give thanks to Him for everything, my eyes are on His face.

The battle is His’ the victory is mine; He will help me win the race.

I repeat, “I am too blessed to be stressed.”

These are wonderful words to embed in our hearts at this time when holiday expectations stress us out and the three-ring circus in Washington D.C. will stress us if we let it.  These words are true for both situations and all in between.  Rest and peace are ours and victory is the President’s – if we practice the words above.