happily, katie

letting go of worry

(this is the sound of my mood)

It is raining outside. I’ve just had a shower. I’m sitting here in my dressing gown, looking out the window. I love watching the way the rain tickles the leaves of the tree outside. Its branches shiver with the passing wind, reflecting the bright cold sky across glossy fingers, upturned in dialogue with the moon-bright sky. Lightning flashes, like a switch flicked on and off again. The wind blows through the seams of our small house, groaning restlessly, then subsiding. It all (the rain, the sky, the wind) is vast, ancient, enduring.

I am glad to be reminded of how small my cares are in the wake of so many larger truths. It is good to appreciate how lucky I am to have all that I have, to know that I am richly blessed. It is all like these verses from scripture:

25 “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 than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?

28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

happily, katie

This entry was published on November 21, 2012 at 8:29 am and is filed under all and in between, inspiration. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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