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Worrying Kills

I am a worrier. I wish I wasn't but I am. And my worry can then become overwhelming.

Worrying that I'm not good enough, worrying that I'll be rejected, worried that people are talking about me behind their back, worried that I won't have enough money, worried that my life will fall apart if I make a wrong moved, worried that if I dream that when they don't come true (notice I didn't say if) the disappointment will be devastating.

Worrying...

It can be incredibly crippling. Each an everyday it is a fight for me to not let my worrying about what ifs destroy my present and future.




But each and everyday is a what if. Life is a big what if because its a series of choices and each choice has a consequence, good or bad. What I have to remember and what this tweet reminded me of today is that my focus should not be on the potential storm or the storm I find myself in. My focus should be on the One who can silence the storm with a word.

In Mark 4:37-41 when the disciples and Jesus are in the boat and the storm came they were worried. Truth be told we all would be. However, they shouldn't have been. They had been walking with Jesus and seen him do miracles. So why were they still fearful that he would let them die if he had healed others?

I have to ask myself that. Damaris, why do you believe God will let you fall when all He has ever done is lift you up? Why are you focused on the storm - the wind and the waves - and not focused on God, the source of your strength?

My daughter likes to climb. On the couch, on chairs, on just about anything. When she sees me and I hold my hands out to her she jumps to me. She doesn't question whether I will catch her or not, she's fully confident that I will.

I need to have faith like my daughter that when I jump God will catch me because He always does.

I need to stop worrying.

The Unlikely Missionary
DHW

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