Giving Your Worries to God
“I can’t. God can. I think I’ll let God.”
I came upon those words at the bottom of the last pile of psychology and religion and self-help books I was going to consult. I came upon them behind the door of the last doctor’s office I could force myself to visit. I came upon them on the lips of the umpteenth caring friend I was going to unload on. In the end, I’m sorry to admit, those words were everywhere—but I had to be desperate to see and really hear them.
The fact that you are reading this CareNote may mean that you, too, are desperate. Maybe you’re afraid you’re going to lose your job, or your spouse, your leg, your house.
Maybe you’re worried about the way your furnace or your car or your lungs make those strange sounds on cold mornings. Or maybe you see someone else’s peace and happiness slipping away.
There’s another neat saying I came across during my marathon search for THE answer to my anxieties: “Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn’t really get you anywhere.” It’s easy to see the truth in that saying. And yet it’s also easy to give in to our natural tendencies to keep on worrying.
So what is an answer that can “get you somewhere” in tackling your worries? I suggest it may be the same three-part answer which brought me peace in all my turmoil: “I can’t. God can. I think I’ll let God.”
Excerpt from “Giving Your Worries to God” from CareNotes.