MOILING AWAY IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT

My husband and I are opposites. While he happily snores away, without a care in the world, my mind races away.

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The thought of Your infinite serenity cheers me, For I am toiling and moiling, troubled and distressed, But You are forever at perfect peace. (“Valley of Vision”)

My husband and I are opposites. While he happily snores away, without a care in the world, my mind races away. In the middle of the night, I try to produce a solution to my latest difficulty. I am a “moiler.”

The word “moiling” means to move around in confusion or agitation, Synonyms are to dig, drudge, grind, labor, toil, and travail. If there is a world record in moiling, I deserve it. I have the moiling gene and am proficient.

I often miss joy in life because I am continually moiling in the background. Type A personality that I am, I list all the things that can go wrong and all the things I can do to prevent them from going wrong. While my mind occupies itself, I pass over the joy and wonder of the moment.

When we lived in Illinois, I worked overtime in the moiling department. Looking back, I know I wanted to glimpse serenity during those years.  I could not see it; I was too busy moiling about. Troubles multiplied the longer we lived in the Midwest. Illinois was hard.

Serenity finally began to arrive when I adopted a new habit. I would get up at 5 AM and go for exceedingly long walks on the dark streets of our town, Zion, IL. During those rambles I would finally quiet down long enough for God to get a word in edge wise.

God has a lot to say, however up to that point my listening skills were well below par. I just wanted Him to hear all my anguish, fears and sorrows and to make them go away. Serenity does not come from throwing a tantrum against God, people and circumstances.

Gradually, serenity began to accompany me in the quiet, dark streets of Zion. It was ironic. Every couple blocks I passed police cars. Zion was a small town, yet so crime-ridden that it had its own swat team. The serenity did not come from the presence and protection of police cars. Serenity came from the conversations in which I finally let God speak. He is quite good at speaking when one stops occupying all the airtime.

As I finally surrendered and accepted God’s plan for my life, regardless of how complicated it appeared, I discovered His calm and peace. I began to discover His serenity.

  • “Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known” (Jeremiah 33:3).
  • “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me” (John 10:27).
  • “But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you” (John 14:26).
  • “Therefore we must pay much closer attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it” (Hebrews 2:1).
  • “Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger” (James 1:19).

Author: Jacquelin Stoner

Jacqui is a writer, teacher, life coach, and an encourager. She walks alongside of individuals who need help navigating to the better place God has envisioned for their lives. She has discovered that God is central to genuine lasting life change.

Delight in helping women to discover wholeness in their "New Normal".