Instead of Worry

I make sure anytime something difficult comes my way I always worry about it first.

How will I fix this? 

How will I get through this? 

How will I survive this? 

I, I, I.

After a good stomach-churning moment or hour or few days, I remember I have help. Then I make sure to have a moment of silence to feel stupid for trying to do life on my own.

David sings to the Lord about how God helped the fathers of the Israelite nation:

“With your hand you drove out the nations and planted our fathers; you crushed the peoples and made our fathers flourish. It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them.” (Psalm 44:2-3 NIV)

That last part landed on me like sweet cream butter on hot waffles.

You made them flourish. 

It was your hand. 

Your arm. 

The light of your face. 

For you loved them.

You, you, you.

Try putting all of those phrases right in front of the trouble that weighs on you.

Don't worry. God is powerful to help you.

It’s not our effort that will make us flourish. We need help from someone who loves us and who is strong enough to make the impossible happen.

What do you need to trust God for today?


  1. Oh, how I needed to read these words this morning…. chronic illness, disability, this is day #22 since I have left the house for anything except a doctor visit. New infection, blood clot, and mystery symptoms that require more testing. Maybe even shaving my head again. I am on my way as I type this to my neurosurgeon’s appointment. So filled with fear and doing my best to worship my way out of the worry. God gave you these words just for me today. Thank you for following His leading. <3 Heart Hugs, Shelly

    1. Shelly, you’ve been on my mind. I’m so sorry for your physical struggles. I pray God will pour out his grace on you.

      Much love,

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