Reality vs. Imagination

Vain imaginationFor weeks I had felt stressed and anxious about a medical test my mother would have to undergo.  Since mother’s Alzheimer’s had advanced, I had to make all her medical decisions. The closer the time for the test, the more troubled I became. Did she need to go through the pain of this test? I had undergone the same test fifteen years before and counted it the most painful experience I’d ever had. The thought of her suffering through this ordeal was agonizing to me.

I prayed but found no relief. Too stressed to sleep, I lay awake many nights in a restless state. I wondered if she’d survive. My imagination went wild in the weeks prior to the test.

Finally the day came. As I sat in the doctor’s office waiting for the end of this nightmare, I felt some peace in the assurance that it would shortly be over.

Soon mother came out of the treatment room.  With trepidation, I asked her, “Well, how did it go, mother?”

“Oh, it went fine,” she replied nonchalantly.

“Was it terribly painful?” I squeamishly asked.

“No, not especially,” she calmly responded.

“It didn’t hurt?” I asked in disbelief.

“No, I’m fine.”

As I began to grasp the truth that the test was not a big deal for mother, I suddenly realized that I had agonized over something that never happened. I had lost sleep over a vain imagination. What a waste of time! Yet how often do we let our imaginations go wild, exhausting ourselves in anguish over something that NEVER EVEN HAPPENS?

2Cor. 10:5 “Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;”

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