I would have to answer with an emphatic, “No!”. Worry is a sin. I am learning that worry is an indicator that I need to get on my knees before God and ask for His help.
I haven’t learned how to stop worry, but I’m thankful that God is teaching me how to pray. Prayer is a powerful tool.
I have a Facebook stalker – maybe two or three. Usually a stalker is someone bad, but in my case I have friends looking out for me. Any time I post a need, one of them responds quickly. Volunteering herself or a member of her family to help meet my need.
I love my Facebook stalkers. And they love me.
Have you ever worried? I certainly have.
I love this picture. Pretty flowers with a beautiful, blue sky background. However, life is not always this pretty. Sometimes it is downright ugly. There is much trouble. But worrying about the trouble (especially tomorrow’s trouble) doesn’t help me. In fact, it can be a great hindrance to what I need to accomplish today. Worry also doubts God’s ability to provide.
I am thankful God has given us passages like Matthew 6:25-34. My loving Heavenly Father takes care of the lilies and the birds. He will take care of me. He has promised. God always (yes, always) keeps His promises.
I am thankful for God’s promises. They are encouraging, but sometimes I still worry. The best remedy I know for worry is pleading in prayer. I know God will listen and provide.
I was recently reminded of a story from my time of teaching K4. One of my students needed to have heart surgery which was scheduled for mid-December. As a class we prayed for him at the beginning of every school day. I know how easy it is to look at difficult circumstances and think that God doesn’t love me. I also know that a 4 year old doesn’t have deep theological understanding. I wanted to pray something that my students could understand. Each time we prayed I asked for God’s help for the surgery and that God would remind this boy and his family how much God loved them.
When times get tough it is, unfortunately, easy to question if God loves us. I know. I have been there. However, for those of us who have trusted Jesus Christ as our Savior, He has lovingly handpicked each challenge to help us become more like Him.
If you do not know Jesus Christ as your personal Savior, know this. His burden is lighter than your pleasure. Knowing Him is the only way to find true and lasting happiness.
My prayer for you today, no matter what you are facing, is that God helps you to remember how much He loves you. I know He will.
In light of my enjoyment of telling stories and my favorite Sherlock Holmes saying (“To the great mind, nothing is little.”), I want to tell a couple of stories of gifts that I was given. According to James 1:17, God gives all good gifts. Sometimes God uses His people to deliver those gifts.
One cold January Sunday evening I spent time at a friend’s house. Her husband had to stay late after church at church for a deacons meeting, so we sat and talked about the life issues that we were facing. It was late when her husband came home. It was time for me to head home myself so I got up to get my keys. My friend volunteered her husband to go start my car for me (it was a typical cold Minnesota evening). I was all for it! This is where the gift comes in – and when I tell this story in person I get excited and my face lights up. My friend’s husband went outside and not only started my car, but also scraped the windshield and pulled the car in the driveway. Did I mention that it was a cold Minnesota January night? It was very cold. I don’t like the cold. So it meant a lot to me that he went the extra steps. I don’t know if he remembers this at all – he doesn’t need to. I remember this gift and smile.
Story #2. We get a lot of snow in Minnesnowta. Uh, I mean Minnesota. One Wednesday evening after work I couldn’t pull in my driveway since the plows had gone by. The snow pack was too high. So I left my car in the street and went inside. I called a friend to let her know that I might be late for children’s ministry that evening. I had no idea how long it would take to clear the chunks at the end of the driveway, but I went outside to work as quickly as I could. About half way into the job I started getting tired, but I knew I had to keep working. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a red pickup truck pulling up. I thought, “Please let this be the church member who lives nearby.” Sure enough. On his way home from basketball practice this coach saw me struggling. He got home and told his wife that he had to go help me, so he loaded his snowblower in the truck and came over. I was so relieved. He finished the job and even “widened” the driveway by clearing more snow than I would have.
The first story took place over 10 years ago, but I still remember it well. The other story was probably only a couple of years later. Oh friends, if you have the chance to do something – anything for a friend, do it. It doesn’t always take something big, in fact, some of my favorite stories are “little things”. But as Sherlock Holmes said, those little things aren’t really little. They mean so much. You could make someone’s day – or even decade.
I posted last week about how God was asking me to wait regarding my job. My heart was a bit heavy – I had hopes that I would be given a job offer, but those hopes seemed dashed. Today God gave a boost to my weak faith. 15 minutes before the end of my work day, my boss called me into his office. I thought, “Oh great, I’m done.” I prayed, reminding myself that God is in control. We sat down and my boss handed me a job offer. A very good job offer. It was what I had hoped for in several areas and exceeded my expectations in one.
I am enjoying this answer to prayer, but one more huge blessing comes out of this. I had shared with many my hope to get hired by this company. I had shared my waiting lesson. Now my friends and family get to rejoice with me in this news. I have made several phone calls, sent text messages and posted on Facebook. This praise is giving great pleasure to many.
God gives good gifts! I technically unwrapped this present, but all of us get to partake in the excitement.
I was given great power tonight. I had two special friends listen. They just listened as I talked about the life struggles I’m currently facing (mostly relating to my job). They listened, sympathized, and didn’t really give much advice. My friends gave me the chance to simply unburden my heart to them.
Mind you, neither one of my listening friends has a peachy keen life. They have plenty of burdens of their own, and shared some of them with me. However, they care so much about me that they took the time to listen. To me. The strength listening brings is phenomenal.
I pray you have a listening friend. If a person is not readily available, God is an awesome listener (I have many times talked to Him when friends have not been available). One of the things you can ask God is to give a friend to listen. God wants to give good gifts (James 1:17).
My favorite mountain in Alaska (and therefore anywhere) is Susitna (Sleeping Lady). You can see her from almost anywhere in Anchorage. On my last trip there I thought a lot about Psalm 3 and 4, both have verses about sleeping in safety.
This photo is courtesy of either my brother or sister-in-law who live in Alaska. (I added the words below). This picture was taken at sunset in June of 2005.
I was privileged to hear how God used something I did to encourage someone. I wasn’t sure how it would turn out, but hey – college students always like to get mail right? So I started sending puzzle pieces that were meant as greeting cards. My college student friend told me how much fun it was to get the first couple and then realize there were more to come. The pieces fit together to make a picture on one side, but on the other you can write a message. Some of my messages were a bit sarcastic (something my close friends see on occasion – ok maybe more often than that). Most of my notes included something that I hoped would be encouraging.
We never know for sure how something will turn out, but if God leads please follow. I had found this puzzle piece cards some months ago and had no idea who I would send them to. I meant to encourage someone else, but tonight I was encouraged to hear her joy.
I know that we don’t always get to hear the results of our attempts to encourage others. Sometimes it doesn’t work the way we hope it will. However, I can assure you as you go to God in prayer He will lead you in a way that is worth following. You will be able to give joy to someone else – and receive joy in return.
Never underestimate the power of crying with a friend. The balm that can be to a weary, hurting soul is extraordinary. When you shed tears with someone who is hurting you show that you hurt with them.