About My Mind

Been Thinkin About “My Mind”;

We were eating in a fast food restaurant known for its chicken last week when it happened. An older man came into the back side door of the building and you could hear him before you ever saw him. You see he was screaming out a laugh like the funniest thing he’d ever seen just happened. Everyone in the restaurant stopped whatever there were doing and looked up, wide eyed. It quickly became strange because no one was with him and when he spoke it was jibberish but the loud laughter never stopped. He came in walked into the bathroom and walked back out about 4 or 5 times. After the going outside he would within a few minutes come back in laughing LOUDLY and jabbering. It scared the kids, I had a 12 year old granddaughter with me she was concerned. I was too, but for a different reason.

I knew that something had happened to that man to make his mind leave him. I have seen it before, many times. I thought, also, where is his family? Have they been so hurt by this man or has he slipped off from them? I had so much running through my mind as the Manager of the store took charge after he came through for the 5th time but with a lit cigarette this time. He was going to have to do something and I figured the police were going to get involved. I never heard or saw him again but my mind still thinks about him.

You see at my age I realize that all of us are just one step from a broken mind. I really have seen worse than that man but I pray for him in a thousand different ways. But every time I pray some people come to my mind. The reasons behind that frame of mind really bothers me. Really bothers me.

You see I know except for the grace of God, that man could have been me. The mind is a delicate thing. What bothers me may not bother you but pushes some over the edge. What pushes you to hibernate from people may push me to bitterness. Which is better?

Whatever happened to that guy in the restaurant could push you too. I think I could have headed in that direction when my parents divorced after 25 years. Or when my father died when I was 25, he was 47. Or when my mom was murdered when I was 31. Or when…you get the point. The mind is a delicate tool controlled by who? What?

I believe that I was not that man, not because I’m stronger but because I gave my mind to a Someone decades ago. It was the Apostle Paul who said, “put on the mind of Christ.” I did that (to the best of my ability and He did the rest.) years ago. He has taught me how to think, he brings/gives me peace of mind. Because I am human and humans are fragile in their thinking. You see Jesus really is/does heal my mind on a junk by crisis by thought by rejection by hurt by pain basis.

I really understand this soo much more today. When folks say pray for me and they say stuff that don’t make sense to you, listen to me, what they mean is pray for my thinking. So today is Church day for those who are able, let’s pray today for those who are troubled of head and therefore heart. That part of being a Believer in Christ the mind Doctor.

Maybe I’m Thinkin too much this morning but I can’t stop it so He helps me. Pray for me as we pray for loud laughers.