Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? (Matthew 6:25)
This may be the hardest command Jesus ever gave us.
I mean, think about it: most of us aren’t murderers, don’t do much in the way of thievery, and tend to avoid fomenting nuclear holocaust.
But worry? Oy.
Worry is a silly, useless, bothersome thing. It’s also really dangerous. In essence, when we worry we tell God, “I trust you with the creation and sustenance of the universe, with defeating darkness and beating back the forces of evil, with the rescue and reclamation of my very self. But the car insurance? Lord, I’m really not sure how that’s gonna get paid.”
Yes, prideful. Worry is a combination of underestimating God’s power and overestimating ours.
Look, Beloved, I don’t want to add guilt over worry to your worry. I just want to remind you…us…that God is God.
He is able.
He loves you.
He has chosen you–yes, you–out of this world of sin and pain to be his Beloved.
You are utterly safe in him.
Try to keep those thoughts in your head as you move into your week. And if you forget, don’t worry. He is totally able to remind you.
Happy Monday, Beloved.