Alternate title: "Don't Worry About It, Its in God's Hands"
Alternate title part two: "My Take on Anxiety and God in Relation to Worry"
Now don't get me wrong right off the bat. I know and recognize and believe that our worries can be given to God and that He'll take care of them. God is able to take our worries from us and grant us peace. But as an Anxious Person, it is extremely hard to let go of worry. Maybe an example will help.
It's storming (for those of you who don't know, I don't handle bad storms well). I don't mean a small thunderstorm, I mean howling winds, bending trees, lashing rain, and the little scroll-bar on the news channel that says 'tornado warning'. I (along with various other people, children, and a smattering of small dogs) do not enjoy tornadoes, therefore my go-to reaction to this is to worry.
It's not a quiet worry. It's a worry I can feel all over, in the veins at my wrist and in every beat of my heart. It's almost fear that this anxiety creates. My brain can rationalize that I shouldn't be this worried about a storm and my grandma reassures me that we just have to pray and put it in God's hands.
Which I do, of course I do. But sometimes anxiety can be all-consuming in a way that it eats away even as my belief that God is in control still stands.
Because what if it is God's plan that something bad happens (because He never promised us that life would be easy and without trouble)?
Because what if, ok sure, something doesn't happen to me, but what if it happens to someone I know?
Because what if...?
I know worrying is a waste of time. I know. You're not telling me anything new.
