Give me a word, Lord: WORRY

Matthew 6:25-34 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Anyone out there guilty of worrying? Don’t all raise your hands at the same time. This pandemic has taken worry to a whole new level. Everywhere I turn, I run into people who are worried. I treat patients in the clinic all day who are worried. People are anxious about their health, anxious about their income and providing for their families, anxious about the economy, anxious about COVID-19, and anxious about the surrounding conspiracy theories…and the worry list goes on and on.

Listen up peeps, your girl here was a professional in the field of worry. For as far back into the dark recesses of my mind that I can reach, I have been a world class worrier. When I say professional, I mean it. I was good at it! I was so good that if I didn’t have something to worry about, I would dream up some silly circumstance or possibility, and then I would worry on that. Almost 30 years ago, I graduated valedictorian of my nursing class and was asked to speak at graduation. I was so worried that I would fall down while walking to the stage, or forget what I was going to say, and I was overwhelmingly worried that I would have to pee before the ceremony ended! I’m serious, I’m telling you that I worried! I worried a lot.

A few years ago, I posted something on facebook about my supreme skills of worry, and a good friend brought me to my knees, and I am forever grateful. She messaged me and told me that what I said about worrying surprised her. She said that she knew I was a Christian, and informed me that worrying was a form of sin. Wait…what?? Sin?? Oh my!

Philippians 4:6 reads “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.” Well, there you have it folks. Right there in black and white. Don’t…be…anxious…about…ANYTHING! But instead pray…about…EVERYTHING! God knows we are going to worry, but He wants us to turn to Him when we do. He wants us to give it to Him and let it go. When we worry, our thoughts are on our fear rather than on the Savior. We become consumed with worry, and we are not consumed with Christ.

Over the past ten years my prayer life has grown by leaps and bounds. I tug on the good Lord’s ears 24/7. I started clinging to this verse with both hands, and every time a worried thought tried to sneak in, I just prayed that worry right to God. I have retired from being a professional worrier, and am now pursuing studies as a professional prayer! When I worry, I go to the feet of my Lord and Savior and lay my burdens down. I’m getting better about leaving them there too. I used to grab them back up and try to carry them with me, but I’ve learned that my shoulders aren’t that big.

We have a loving Savior who says come to Me! He clothes the fields with splendidly beautiful flowers. If He put so much finite detail into a flower that is going to wilt and fade away with the changing seasons, how much more does He love you and I who were created in His image? The answer: immeasurably! He’s got you! Just lay it all at His feet! Don’t worry! Pray!

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