Worry is the unwanted guest who randomly comes to my house.
Worry normally doesn’t knock. It always makes itself comfortable and spends the night…in my bed.
When I share a bed with worry, I seldom sleep.
Here’s the bad thing about when I worry: I justify it.
I will always have an excuse to worry, just not a good enough one.
Besides, who else is going to worry about the bills, the future, work, or relationships?
I don’t think it’s only me.
It’s pretty socially acceptable.
Most people will probably not throw any rocks of judgment at a worrier as they would an adulterer. With that said, worry is not to be underestimated. It is one of the most damaging things in our lives.
Now, we must understand the importance of a consistent low-grade concern. We must be conscious of our kids’ health and aware of our finances, while at the same time not be controlled and rendered paralyzed as a result of it.
Concern is wisdom in action.
Worry is fear in action.
We should be consistently aware and should wait to worry.
I often read this scripture to help me when worry is having a sleepover:
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.
Worry must be evicted; we are the landlords.
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength. – Charlie Spurgeon