Brooding? Mumble, mumble, grumble, grumble, it's just not fair, that's not right, why, why, why? How much time have I lost running a negative mental loop over and over and over in my mind about some perceived injustice that has somehow unbalanced my oh so cherished sensibilities. This constant thinking about some perceived wrong is "brooding." Why am I compelled to do this? I wonder if this comes from a heart of control—me taking every thought captive for myself, and my perceptions, instead of taking every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. Augh! Lord, help me take every thought captive to the obedience of You, effectuating this transformation by the renewing of my mind to Your will, proving what is good and acceptable and perfect.
I love You God. I trust You God. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Thank You God.