Since December, God has been speaking to my heart about prayer. He made is clear that my word for this year should be prayer. And that my verse of the year should be 1 Thessalonians 5:17. I will admit, I was kinda sad that I didn’t get a “cool kid” word at first, but quickly realized that was just my spoiled brat nature coming out in me.
The trouble with worry is that it doesn’t seem all that harmful. It has taken on the form of a acceptable sin. We all do it…so, why even call it a sin? Come on, it’s just a little thought in our mind that no one else can see or hear. Let’s just gloss over it, sweep it under the rug and call it a day. Or better yet, let’s rename it. That way we can not feel guilty about it. Let’s call it stress, anxiety or just concern. Yes, glad we solved that one!
But wait, renaming it stress and pretending it’s not a sin doesn’t make me feel any better. I still feel yucky and I still lay awake at night thinking about scrubbing my carpets.
Join us here each Friday as we discuss getting rid of that never-ending feeling of doom by handing all our worries (and dirty carpets) over to God. Our study will wrap up on Good Friday. We can either keep getting upset and feeling hopeless or face our problems in a more positive and faith-filled manner by continually seeking and trust in the Lord by giving Him our burdens continually.
Rebecca Jo
Oh girl… I am the QUEEN of worrying. I worry about worrying. I need that Beth Moore study myself!