...to worry, because let's fact it - I control *very* little.
Worry can be an idol. I think I use to deal with worry by ignoring it - escaping to something more pleasurable and fun. I don't think ignoring it is the best thing to do, but rather coming to a place that asks "why am I worrying? What is causing me to feel out of control?" And then to realize that I never really had control to begin with - at least, to the degree that I thought I had. Yes, I have control over my own body, but NO, I don't have control over hardly anything outside of myself.
God has complete and utter control. He always has and always will. I need not fear the arrow that flies by day or the darkness by night, or the deadly disease that strikes in the noonday period (Ps 91). His right hand will hold me fast.
Lord, have mercy.
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