By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
Every year my little patch of prickly pear cactus blooms with the most delicate yellow flowers—a flaring contradiction to the plant’s spiny pins growing in protective clusters.
Overshadowing the cactus patch on its east side stands a magnificent Colorado blue spruce with its characteristic blueish-green needles.
This year, the living metaphor captured my attention. Pins and needles, right in my front yard.
To be “on pins and needles” is an idiom defined by the Cambridge Dictionary as “nervously waiting to find out what is going to happen.”
Other idiom sites define the phrase as anxious, in suspense, worried or excited, nervously anxious.
Personally, I don’t enjoy living on pins and needles, anxious over what is going to happen. I’ve learned that such a state has absolutely no productive or positive effect on anything, particularly my health.
I’ve also learned that it’s near impossible to simply say, “I’m not going to worry about it,” whatever it may be. I must push the anxiety out of my mind and heart and substitute something else in its place.
God has known this all along.
And so he tells us how to get away from those pins and needles:
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your heart and minds through Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:6-7 NKJV)
Did you catch what the replacement is?
Thanksgiving. Telling God all about our worries while thanking Him.
We can thank Him for who He is, what He is, where He is—right in the thick of it with us. And like the beautiful blooming cactus flower, His peace blossoms in our hearts and minds.
We don’t have to understand how this works.
I just know that it does.
… and give thee peace. This time the words hit her from a different side. If she were given peace, then it was hers to accept or reject.
– from An Improper Proposal