Confession time: I’m a worrier. No one taught me how to do it. I don’t even remember when it started. I guess something just clicked one day and I started to worry. The truth about worry is that it’s a symptom of something deeper. It’s about control. I like to feel as if I have it and when I don’t, it leads to worry.
I know intellectually that worry is pointless. The only fruit of worry is fear, anxiety, and more worry. It’s a counterproductive cycle. But at times my desire to feel in control of my circumstances drives me to live under the dark clouds of worry. In those moments I fail to recognize that there is another option. Instead of worrying about life’s changing circumstances, I’ve been invited to place my trust in the unchanging care of my Heavenly Father.