Dianetics. Anyone know what that is? Well, up until a week ago, neither did I. I'm still fuzzy on the details but it's something to do with stress and how to handle it. A bit fishy if you ask me, but more on that later.
Last weekend, I got to spend some time with 2 of my favorite girls in Nashville, TN. After a day of walking around Oktoberfest and the Nashville Farmers Market, we wandered into the Flea market. We then were approached about taking a stress test. We really didn't want to do it, so we tried to politely say no. It didn't work. So, my two friends got roped in and I stood off to the side, listening and hoping I wouldn't have to do it. Nichie (one of the lovely ladies) was talking to a guy about her stress. He had her hold two things and they were hooked up to a stress-o-meter (ok, it wasn't called that but whatever). So he asked her to think of something stressful. With that one thought, the needle went flying off the charts. They talked about it, Nichie shared about her stress. He began to talk about handling stress, so Nichie started talking about Jesus. This guy pretty much stopped there.
Then, some girl roped me into it. I held the handles but the needle didn't move. She brought up the typical stressful things: family, boyfriend issues, school, work...nothing. She mentioned something about future and the needle moved a slight bit to the right. She asked me what was causing me stress about the future. I told her about Africa. I shared that I know Jesus has called me to Africa, like I'm confident of that. I told her that it gets me stressed out at times, but Jesus takes it all away. She asked me over and over how I handle stress. What did I say? Jesus. I mean I expounded more but ya know.
I shared my testimony with her. I told her where I've come from and how I've got where I am. I told her Who holds my heart, who is my rock, my rest, my salvation and my everything. She began talking about how she goes to church and believes in God but yet "knows that God helps those who help themselves". This is when things got more interesting. I told her that my Jesus doesn't help me because I help myself. I give my all to Jesus and He became my everything. The end.
So she tried to sell me this book. It was $22 (that's apparently less then what I spend on Starbucks in a months). "This book will set you free! This book will teach you how to handle your stress and you will be an amazing new version of you!" So, the Lord again filled me with some words. I have already been set free! I was a bound up, afraid and insecure, but Jesus freed me! Jesus is the answer to my stress! Do I get stressed, whoa buddy, yes! But the second I run to Jesus, it's gone. I don't want to be a better me. I want to be a better whoever He wants me to be me me.
So finally I was able to leave and compare notes with the other girls. After talking about it all, we realized that this was a "ministry" of the Church of Scientology. Very interesting! So we went and looked into it more. It was all very, very interesting. But bottom line...
...I am so happy that I dont have to "look to myself" to handle stress. Because that would be poopy. I'm so happy I have Jesus and that I know He is my everything. I am overwhelmed at the way that the Holy Spirit speaks through me when I get into His presence. I am so glad that I have Jesus and not a set of rules. I'm so happy that I dont have to live of a life of "be a nice person and you're set", because sometimes I can be very un-nice.
I'm glad I have Jesus.
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