Dear Worry,
You suck! Literally. You suck every ounce fun and joy and wonder out of today and tomorrow and every day after that. You rob today of it’s victories and tomorrow of it’s hope. And that sucks. You are not life giving to be around and you don’t push me toward Jesus. I try to surround myself exclusively with people and things that push me to look and act more like Jesus and you have no part in that. In fact, the Bible says that fraternizing with you is not only a bad idea but a blatant sin, just like murder and lying and stealing are sins.
So today, I say no more. You are not welcome in my heart-space or head-space. Those precious places are reserved for the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords only. He bought them on the cross, so when you inhabit those places, you are trespassing on Holy ground. I will no longer just ask you to hide in a closet while a certain set of circumstances passes or shove you under my bed when I’m worshipping. That is immature and not honoring and those are not things that Jesus calls me. He calls me a co-heir with Christ, He calls me warrior, He calls me higher.
I know what you’re thinking, “here she goes with the same ol’ speech again…”
But I say this time is different.
It’s different because I am not doing this in my own strength.
I am declaring victory over worry in the name of Jesus Christ!
You are no longer welcome here.
Laughing at the things to come,
Bethany
