“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life,
what you will eat or drink, or about your body, what you will wear.
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?”
Matthew 6:25-27 (NIV)
Recently, my devotional reading was about worry. The author, Sarah Young, (Jesus Calling), used the phrases “form of unbelief” and “anathema to me.” (Each devotion is written from the point of view of Jesus.)
In my Christian walk, I learned that worry was the opposite of or shortage of faith. As I read the words “form of unbelief,” I felt my heart quicken; had I been worrying about something that needed to be given to the Lord?
Quite possibly, I had been worried about some health issues my husband has been dealing with.
Whenever the weather forecast for our son’s area, Hubby tells me I should be in prayer about him. Sometimes this causes me mild anxiety. A week before his trip home the region south of him had tornadoes. Three of our friends called to inquire how he was. All three of us felt touched by the kindness shown by these close friends.
On a recent Sunday, our pastoral assistant spoke during our church’s two worship services.
My “Saturday Night Insomnia” struck me hard. I had set my alarm to give me enough time to try to attend the early service. I believe I was worried about getting up in time because an hour before my alarm was to go off; I turned on the television and watched a program. Resetting the alarm, I dozed but when it did ring, I woke in a stupor. Again, I changed the time for the alarm to ring. I still felt almost drugged when I awoke.
The next afternoon, a friend and I stopped in at the church office. I had earlier emailed our pastoral assistant and explained my absence. While we were there, I told the pastor I needed to apologize for not being in worship. I told him what had happened. He told me he understood and that I didn’t have anything to apologize for.
I believe my worry was over the fact that our pastoral assistant is a friend and, on the Sunday before, she had asked me to pray for her. When I saw her on that Monday, I asked for a copy of her message which she gave me. It was an excellent message; God was in it.
I have been a believer in Jesus for several years and He still teaches me, every day.
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