Why worry?

Today I am feeling a bit guilty. I feel guilty for letting myself get caught up and run down by my “problems.” Guilty for worrying about stuff that really just doesn’t matter. Guilty for allowing the frustrations of my world cause doubt and fear. The reality is that my problems are nothing. While my daily challenges may seem like moutains, they really are insignificant in the big picture. I work with children every day who deal with more than I could even imagine dealing with – even as an adult – and yet they are trying to navigate their way through minefields as children. When I listen to them share their fears and worries, I am ashamed that I let my concerns get to me the way they do at times. Their stories, their lost innocence, their hopelessness brings me to tears. I am in awe of their ability to cope with the situations they are in. I have God in my corner helping me fight my worries. Many of them don’t even have that comfort and peace that I have come to know…when I allow God to have his will in my life. My battle with worry is an ongoing one. I know that God is in control and that He will take care of all my needs…but I’m human and I often try and control things myself. When I feel like worries are about to win the battle, the best thing that I can do is to get into His word. Matthew 6:25 tells me “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Isn’t there more to life that food and more to the body than clothing.” How many times have I worried about these things? And I’ve been blessed with much more than many people around me. Later in the same chapter of Matthew, I am told that instead of worrying, I should, “above all pursue his kingdom and righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” Wow – how many moments have I wasted worrying about things when I should have been pursuing his kingdom?! And – again -when it comes right down to it – I really don’t have that much to worry about! I am so grateful to serve a God that forgives me again and again for my shortcomings. And he loves me for the person he created me to be. Even when I worry, even when I am not as immersed in his word as I should be…and even when I try to control my life – when it should be totally in his control.

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