Hold Fast

As I spontaneously (completely against every fiber of my being) took off for a bike ride after finishing cleaning the floors (carpet and tile) that so desperately needed it, if for any reason my sanity. I rode toward the National Seashore seriously needing to work out a flesh versus spirit frustration. Ever get in a funk and you just can't identify the source? I know the truths of God's word..."the joy of the LORD is my strength" "set your mind on things above" "whatever is true, whatever it noble...think on these things", but doesn't some days just seem more challenging than others? Those truths just couldn't seem to permeate my heart. That was my mood ALL weekend. My husband should have just locked me in the back bedroom and gave me food from under the door. Unfortunately, moms just can't "check out". I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut, even though that in itself could have been misunderstood, if my husband hadn't been the wiser. So as I am riding and fighting the wind pumping at 27mph with gusts up to 39mph, I am appreciating the workout simply from the standpoint of the mental frustration I was experiencing. As I held tight my handlebars and fought the gusts that seem determined to take me down, I thought about my grasp on God and how it is tighter during the times I feel Satan trying to derail me. I don't dare lessen my grasp of my savior when I feel the pressures around lest they bowl me over.

Hold fast and keep firmly what I preached to you, unless you believed at first without effect and all for nothing. I Corinthians 15:2 AMP
....let us hold fast our confession (of faith in Him). Hebrews 4:14 AMP