God Speaking

I'm a worrier.  I always have been, and to some extent, I always will be.  In the past two or three weeks, though, I've been worrying less.  God has been speaking to me, showing me signs that things are okay, that I'm where I should be in so many aspects of my life.  I'd love to elaborate specifically, and a few people know the details, but I've been hearing songs on the radio, seeing visual signs letting me know that I'm on the right path.  I'm a stubborn soul, and I guess I needed God to practically yell at me to let me know that things are okay.  On Saturday, March 1, the gospel reading at Church was Matthew 6: 24-34.  This is the pretty well known gospel about not worrying.  In it, Jesus assures us that we'll be all right, that we shouldn't worry because God takes care of the flowers and the birds, and that as His children, we're even more important.  To me, the most essential line is Matthew 6:34, which says "Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself.  Sufficient for a day is its own evil"

I can't tell you know many times I've heard this gospel reading, whether as a child or an adult.  However, last weekend, while standing in church next to the man I love, it really hit home how much I do worry and how worrying is a sin because it means that I am not trusting God and His plan for me.

Have I completely stopped worrying since last weekend?  Not at all.  I'm a planner by nature.  I like to know what's going to happen and want to be prepared for the worst case scenario.  However, worrying doesn't stop the bad things from happening.  It only stops you from enjoying the good.

For now, I pray that I will continue on this path of worrying less and trusting God more.  My eyes, ears, and heart are open to signs that I'm following God's will for my life.  Speak Lord, for I am listening.