It's my pet. It's my friend. It's my constant companion.
Because I am the queen of hypotheticals, I am guilty of worrying about everything. I am in bondage to worry and the stress that comes along with it. I worry about my kids. I worry about my husband. I worry about my parents. I worry about my sisters. I worry about what could go wrong. I worry about what didn't go wrong.
"Cast your burdens on Me." is too difficult.
It's not easy for me to let go and trust God.
Trust that He will continue to work and provide and give needed grace.
I want preachers to preach on the BIG sins: greed, envy, lust, pride, sexual immorality, anger.
Amen! Amen! Amen!
Leave me and my secret struggle alone.
I can't imagine living without it. Really & truly.
But living with worry isn't easy. It's not pleasant. It's not peaceful. I'm tormented by over-thinking every situation to the nth degree. My mind doesn't shut down at night. My brow wrinkles deepen as I ponder things I have no control over.
Becoming a parent has only intensified the multitude of things I have to worry about. We had a bit of a stressful situation this week concerning the boy's health (he's okay really, but we were waiting for some blood tests to come back) and as I tossed and turned all night long, I came face to face with the raw truth that worry is eating away at my joy.
I am not fully operating in the fullness of God's grace. I recognize that. But I'm not exactly sure how to dig myself out of this black hole I have created. Thankfully, God is patient and kind with me. He has lovingly reminded me over and over and over again that I can trust Him.
I can trust Him.
I CAN trust Him.
I CAN TRUST Him!
Trust God from the bottom of your heart; don't try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen
for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go; he's the
one who will keep you on track. Don't assume that you know it all.
Run to God! Run from evil! Your body will glow with health, your very
bones will vibrate with life! Honor God with everything you own;
give him the first and the best. Your barns will burst, your wine vats
will brim over.
Proverbs 3:5 THE MESSAGE
