Offer it up
If I had a penny for every one of my thoughts, I'd be a rich woman. Makes me wonder about myself how silly I am for needless thinking. I work myself up sometime so badly at one single thought that I make myself shake. Thankfully, my Guardian Angel places his soft hands on my ears and shields my thoughts with Peace with his wings.
The pennies I have accumulated will someday, hopefully, turn all to Grace. Grace and Mercy, for all the times I didn't surrender my worries and thoughts. Good memories are the only thoughts I want to have to count and I have bunches.
My new ideal thinking will be to recognize the good from the bad. It's doable. I've tried it and it feels so good. It releases me from anxiety to joy. From stress to peace. So I'm going to continue to store up pennies for my thoughts, only from now on, they will be worth more because I've changed my way of thinking the way God would want me to think.