08/31/2026
Have you ever had an inner ear infection? This past week I have been off balance and foggy headed to say the least. It is interesting how much it affects everything. Some might say they always knew I was a little off, ha ha. Truly, it has been a journey! It meant that I missed seeing my beautiful Aunt and cousin who live on the east coast and I rarely get to see them. They were visiting my Dad and I was SO looking forward to seeing them all as well as my siblings. But my body had other plans for me. I spent the weekend sitting still, reading a little but watching movies and documentaries. So…many…movies. At least I was entertained and distracted.
You know that spinning feeling, don’t you? I don’t mean the physical one. I mean the one in your mind where intrusive thoughts of fear and anxiety that swirl around endlessly because there is a situation at work or at home or just personally that your mind is desperately trying to make sense of and your thoughts will not leave you alone for a second. It is the “what if” questions…the “how could I have done that?” condemnation…the “why is God not answering” doubts…the “I’ll never trust anyone every again” wounds…you know…spinning. It’s worse that physical dizziness. It is torment! The human mind is an incredible thing and is capable of so much but…yeah, you know. When the talons of rumination dig deep, the positive statements of “Well, just trust God” don’t feel like encouragement, they can just feel like salt in the wounds.
As a little girl, I remember loving to spin. We would play games like pin the tail on the donkey with blindfolds and they would spin you around and see if you could get the tail close to the right spot. Another game we would play is Ring around the Rosie where you joined hands with other girls to go in circles singing. When I would be giggling and spinning and feel off balance I would reach out for a bike rack or a near by tree to ground me and keep me steady until the spinning in my head stopped. Well, this is what the Psalms are for me, mentally. They don’t hold back or sugar coat emotions. They are poetry expressing every emotion. So when my mind is spinning, when I get worn out I reach out for a Psalm that speaks to my specific emotion or struggle and then allow those words to be my grounding spot until the spinning in my mind stops. I am not always great at it. Believe me, I can spin out mentally with the best of them, but the only thing that keeps me from falling over is that grounding spot. So my friend, if you don’t have a grounding spot yet, take my hand and you can start with one of my favourites. “Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.” We ALL do.
“You’re my place of quiet retreat, and your WRAPAROUND PRESENCE becomes my shield as I wrap myself in your Word!”
Psalms 119:114 TPT