Posted by: susanideus | May 29, 2010

Tizzies and other moving thoughts

I had not heard the word “tizzy” in a long time.  Used to hear it often as in “Don’t have a tizzy!” being directed at someone who needed to calm down, chill out, take a chill pill…OK, enough, you get it, right?

I was browsing the website of Sr. Joyce Rupp, after reading some of her writing on a Facebook post. (Thanks, Gloria C. for sharing that!) This piece just jumped off the page at me.

If you could see my house today, you’d understand perfectly. Not that I’d have a tizzy…no, really…

A Prayer to Be Free From Tizzies*

Dear God,
you who did not invent tizzies,
be with me when I get caught
in the wild worrying of my mind,
and the needless scurrying around
in my fearful heart.

Trip me up when I fret and stew
so I can see the trap of tizzies,
with their schemes to keep me
bunched up in stress and strain.

Let me fall headfirst into the truth
of your never-ending presence,
wrap your kind arms around me
and calm my doubts and fears.

Shout loudly in my spiritual ear
when my nerves get knotted,
my mind feels cramped,
and my stomach screams.

It may be difficult,
but do try to get my full attention,
because tizzies are not healthy,
and they definitely chase peace
out the front door of my heart.

Dear God, you did not invent tizzies,
I did,
and only I can send them on their way,
and I will,
if you strengthen me
to let go of my anxious hold
on what is nonessential.

—Joyce Rupp

*A tizzy is a “state of frenzied excitement or distraction, especially over some trivial matter” (Webster’s New Unabridged Dictionary).

Taken from Out of the Ordinary, Copyright 2000 by Joyce Rupp. Used by permission of Ave Maria Press. All rights reserved.



  1. Interesting. I thought tizzies were what other people had. “Oh, she’s in a tizzy about getting ready for her mother-in-law’s visit.” From the outside they seem funny. But now I realize tizzies are exactly what I have, and from the inside they’re not funny at all. Thanks for the prayer. I need it.

    • I know what you mean–someone else has tizzies, but surely not me. Tonight as I mildly panic looking around at what’s still unpacked, a tizzy is just what’s looming. It’s OK–since I,m alone, no one will know, right? I just keep chanting my mantra…New Mexico, New Mexico, New Mexico…

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