Three children were sick, my husband had to leave town on short notice, and I was scheduled to work for the next three evenings. My flesh begged me to panic. I wanted to hide under my covers, but experience told me that option only worsened the situation.
When the temptation to worry dangled like a carrot in front of me, I chose to trust.
My evening could have consisted of frantic phone calls. Sweet sleep could have eluded me. Instead, I turned to God's word and believed that he would work it out somehow. Not a single nightmare ensued.
In the calm of the morning, the phone rang and answers fell into place.
Can I guarantee solutions will always be that easy? No. Am I grateful that God showed me so clearly he had the situation under his control? Yes! Do I give him the opportunity to provide for my needs as much as he would like me to? No.
I am a work in progress. I am trusting him one day, one situation at a time. I choose not to spend my limited number of days in this world worrying. It only brings unease. I prefer a home permeated with peace.
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? (Luke 12:25 NIV)
You will keep in perfect peace all who trust in you, all whose thoughts are fixed on you!
(Isaiah 26:3 NLT)
Jesus, thank you for continually proving yourself trustworthy. I confess I do not let you reveal your abundant blessings often enough. Hold me each night as I rest peacefully in your loving arms. Use me to teach others to turn toward you in the same way. Amen.