Matthew 6:27: “Can you add even one hour to your life by worrying?”
Don’t Worry
At 59, I became a widow. My husband’s death was unexpected, and I was full of worry. I faced what I considered impossible hurdles. I worried about money, tax problems, moving to a smaller house, financing, and anything else new to me. God had someone drop a $100 bill in my path with no one around to claim it. A former student/friend took care of my tax problem. A realtor whose husband had been a babysitter for my sons years ago found me a house. The sellers chose me over another buyer. The finance person found me a wonderful home loan in a miraculously short time. I found the refrigerator I wanted—returned, repaired and almost brand new-- half price. This trusting list doesn’t even include all my family and friends who have constantly checked on me, supported me, and cared for me. I am humbled with the goodness of God. I began to accept God’s presence supporting me, and knew that worrying wouldn’t help. God is in charge, not me. I am doing my best not to worry but to continue to trust God to take care of me. I need to forget worrying about the details.