Today’s card had this message: “Hello, this is God. I will be handling all your problems today. Your job is to give them to me and to trust me.”
God Has My Worries
I was hit with a stark realization. This is what I need now! My son was thousands of miles away in South America and very ill. He had gone to Chile on a church building mission but was now traveling alone, suffering from a food-borne illness. I felt helpless and deeply concerned. There was nothing I could do but pray. Leaving my worries in God’s care seemed too simple.
God is able, I am not. Give it up; cast it far away like a fly on the end of a fisherman’s rod. Leave it there. These thoughts gave me peace. I revealed my struggle to the women prisoners. I told them, “God is powerful enough to trust. Worry is an insidious illusion, fueled by my scheming. Disguised as a rescuer, worry persists as a sly meddler, an attempt to control.” The women got it! I felt closer to them.
I sensed that things would turn around for my son. They did, and he recovered. This was the beginning of my recovery as well, from worry. I knew that I could trust God in a way I had not known before.
With light steps, I walked through those impregnable jail doors. I breathed a prayer: “Thank you God for handling my problems today. You did a great job.”
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Susanne Trethewey writes from the Pacific Northwest.© 2002 - 2022, AnswersForMe.org. All rights reserved. Click here for content usage information.