People say that the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem. Well… I have a problem.
Worrying
Seriously. I w
orry a lot.
I worry about things at home; Rebecca’s, my younger sister, grades, my student loans that are building up, my older sister’s, Niki, health, my Mum and Dad’s stress levels, Kimber, my best friend. I worry about things here on the race; speaking in front of people, whether or not I am hearing from God, poverty, the little kids that give us hugs every day, my support account.
That is SO much worrying; too much worrying. Most of that stuff I have no control over.
None.
What am I going to do if Rebecca gets bad grades? Tell her, "If you don’t pick your grades up, watch out when I’m home, Missy."? Let’s just be real in this situation; that is not going to phase her one bit. My support account; I have no control over that either. There comes a point where I can’t ask for money anymore, and I just have to rely on God. If I cannot control any of this, then why do I worry?
In Matthew 6:27 Jesus asks the question, "Can all your worries add a single day to your life?"
The answer: no.
My worrying is not doing anything for me. It is only taking my mind off of the here and now. I know I should do only what I can do and let God do the rest. Pray for me as I am struggling to let go and let God.
What are you struggling with?
Love.Love.
Kayla Dawnn
