I like to worry.
It gives me a feeling of control – kinda like if I’ve at least thought of every possibility under the sun, then at least I won’t be taken by surprise.
Take a couple weeks ago, for example:
My husband came home sick. For days, he had headaches, nausea, and a high fever. He never gets sick. So when this sickness went longer than a week, I started having a worry-fest.
there’s something terribly wrong with him. he’s going to die and leave me a widow with 3 young children.
what will i do? stay here? move near my parents?
i’ll need to run + pray a lot. i’ll have to get a triple jogging stroller so i can run with all 3 kids.
Before I could make plans as to how I would take care of my kids + get a job, I realized I was going way overboard. You think you have a problem with worry? You probably feel better after reading a few of my thoughts. I think I’ve got worry on steroids.
God interrupted my worry-fest and brought to mind this quote by William Carey:
Don’t know what will happen today?
No clue what the future holds?
The way out of worry is not telling yourself ‘things will be okay.’ It’s not quoting the statistical improbabilities of a catastrophe happening to you.
The way out is through resting – quieting your soul & relaxing in the plans & promises of our good God.
The future is bright. Because of Jesus.
I’m learning to rest. Join me?