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No outlet

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When my family and I lived in the Bay Area there was a lake that we would always go to when it was hot enough. This lake was a couple hours away and so all six of us would pack up in my mom's minivan and head off. One specific day that we will never let my sister lived down, we drove by a neighborhood with a sign that said "No Outlet" and my sister, let my clarify, my older sister horrifyingly asked, "So does that mean they don't have any power?!" Like any family would do, we all laughed. My dad then went on to explain that the sign meant that it was a dead end street/cul de sac not that the houses didn't have any outlets to plug their toasters in to.
  This morning I woke up quite early with no plan to do so. Immediately I went on a Twitter rampage on how "I already have my 'lack of sleep' headache" and how today is going to be such a hard day because I'm up early blah blah blah. I stopped myself mid-tweet and thought, is this really my outlet? I will admit that I am a bit of a hypocrite. I will nag on my generation for using social media as their "diary" but then go on my Twitter rampages as my source of releasing stress.
   What's your outlet? How do you find relief or healing? Is it social media, complaining to those around you, the opposite sex, excessive spending, etc. Exodus 20:5-6 "You must not make for yourself an idol of any kind or an image of anything in the heavens or on the earth or in the sea. You must not bow down to them or worship them, for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God who will not tolerate your affection for any other gods. I lay the sins of the parents upon their children; the entire family is affected-even children in the third and fourth generations of those who reject me. But I lavish unfailing love for a thousand generations on those who love me and obey my commands."
  Why have we as Christians strayed so far from turning to Christ in our times of hurting? Social media isn't bad, therapy shopping isn't bad, most outlets aren't bad but when you choose to turn to those things over your Savior, the One who can bring you healing, have you not just made an idol?
   Proverbs 4:20-22 "My child, pay attention to what I say, listen carefully to my words. Don't lose sight of them. Let them penetrate deep into your heart, for they bring life to those who find them, and healing to their whole body." Christ is your BEST outlet. When in times of anxiousness, stress, doubt, insecurity, loss, hurting, etc. listen to His words. Start to study and journal His word, worship Him, talk to Him. Find your healing Him as opposed to the things of this world. 
   If you use Christ as your outlet, He will give you the power to overcome any obstacle. (Hey Sissy, see what I did there? Lol please still love me)




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