I was wishing the weather would stop being so cold and sure enough Sunday it was +16 with rain. That would have been fine except all that water had nowhere to go. Nowhere, that is, except in my basement. Sadness! I’ve been able to mop it up or I should say broom it away, but it was not a lot of fun.

We don’t know when we wish for something what exactly the end result of that desire will be. It may bring joy but it could also bring trouble. The Lord says that each day has enough trouble in it, take one day at a time; tomorrow will take care of itself. When we practice that advice, He will give us the strength we need to get through. He promises.

The result? Peace.