From the comic strip Between Friends:
Mother enters room where daughter is sitting. Dark cloud hangs over mother’s head.
Daughter asks, “What’s wrong, Mom?” Mom replies, “Nothing.”
Daughter says, “Something must be wrong.” Mom says, “Well maybe something SHOULD be wrong, but nothing IS wrong!!”
Daughter’s thought bubble, “I guess that’s what’s wrong.”
And that got a snort of recognition from me.
My monkey mind has this habit of searching, like sonar on a submarine, for what’s wrong now.
The transparent belief is, “Uh, oh. If all is well, I must be missing something and I’m about to be blindsided by a problem.” The headtrash voice says, “What is it I should be worrying about now? There must be something I should be worrying about.”
That sucks the joy out of life, I tell ya.
12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through Him who gives me strength. (Philippians 4 NIV)
Praise Jesus that my headtrash is less intense, less frequent now that I BELIEVE. I can feel myself smiling a lot. Real smiles. Not monkey see, monkey do smiles.