When your heart is weighted down with worry, fear, sorrow, or pain, instead of dwelling on your losses and woes, think about Jesus and His love. Count your blessings. Think about the love of your family and friends. If you can’t think of anything else to be thankful for, you can at least be grateful for all the problems, troubles, and ailments you could have but don’t because God has spared you from them!
Look on the bright side. Think on the good things. “Whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy-meditate on these things.”(Philippians 4:8)
Thank God for all He has done. Chase away the Devil and all his shades of night by letting the light in-God’s positive light of Scripture, the Word, prayer, praise, songs. Do anything you can to occupy your mind completely with positive thinking! It’s a kind of work therapy. It’s a prayer and praise therapy. It’s a Scripture therapy, and it chases away the shades of night!
If you’re thinking about the Lord and putting Him in the center focal point of your concentration and your consciousness, then this pushes the Devil and all his doubts and lies and fears into the outer fringes. You can’t be positive and negative at the same time. Fill your mind and mouth with the light of praise to God, and it will push the darkness out.
Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow.
–Helen Keller (deaf and blind her whole life)
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough
Without your woes. No path is wholly rough;
Look for the places that are smooth and clear,
And speak of those, to rest the weary ear
Of Earth, so hurt by one continuous strain
Of human discontent and grief and pain.
Talk faith. The world is better off without
Your uttered ignorance and morbid doubt.
If you have faith in God, or man, or self,
Say so. If not, push back upon the shelf
Of silence all your thoughts, till faith shall come;
No one will grieve because your lips are dumb.
Talk health. The dreary, never-changing tale
Of mortal maladies is worn and stale.
You cannot charm, or interest, or please
By harping on that minor chord, disease.
Say you are well, or all is well with you,
And God shall hear your words and make them true.
–Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Reflect upon your present blessings-of which every man has many-not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.