FINALLY finished “Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom earlier this year. During the same time, I came across Matthew 6:25-27: 25 “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? 26 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? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?.
We’re so caught up in trivial things that we miss life. We miss gentle breezes, the beauty of nature, connecting with people by sharing life experiences. We are not here to only exist, but to live and love and learn. Our worry adds anxiety. Our anxiety depletes our faith. For me, that anxiety comes from past hurts and disappointments. I know God, I love God, but sadly, I treated God as if He were human. Even today as I sit and write, feeling depressed and powerless, I feel like God doesn’t want to deal with my problems.
But I know there is hope. God didn’t create us be alone on this journey. That’s why He sends people into our lives to help us through. Our own angels. People we can share life with and talk to. We always have God, our Father, to talk to – through prayer. Just like we cultivate a relationship with people by talking to them, laughing with them, learning them – we can do the same with our Father. The One who can ease our worry. He’s our healer, our provider, THE Great I Am!
In Him, I live. I’m optimistic. I am keeping the faith. I’ve battled depression and anxiety long enough to know the worry from overthinking won’t last always. My prayer is to get closer to God so that the worry is not the first thing that enters my thoughts. (I would like to say the worry would cease to exist, but we’re human.) I know I am not alone. And for anyone out there who thinks this is it, it’s not. I’ve been there, too. Rock bottom. On the ground, crying in despair. I just keep going. The Spirit speaks to my heart to keep living. So I do. Everyday on my journey to become righteous. But why worry? God’s got me.
With God’s love,