The season of Lent has begun. Lent is a time of prayer and reflection. On Sunday our pastor asked us to read through one of the Gospels and really take a hard look at what Jesus said (in my Bible what Jesus says is in red letters). As I read through those red letters this morning in the book of Luke, I came across this: “Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?” (Luke 12:25).
There was a time when I was a big worrier. I first stumbled upon this quote when my oldest was still in the NICU, eight weeks premature. Oh, I wanted to worry. It was one of the few things I really could do for my child. But it was in that season when I really had no control, that I began to discover the peace that passes all understanding when you give God control and trust God wholeheartedly.
Recently worry has been knocking again at my door. We moved my mother into an assisted living facility in November, but we are still waiting for the insurance company to approve her long-term care insurance, and her money is running out. My husband recently had major back surgery, and I’m tempted to worry whether it will be successful. My oldest graduates in May, and I find myself lured into worrying about her future. My youngest battles a chronic illness…well, you get the point. Worry waits around every corner.
Here’s the good news, found when you read the entire paragraph in Luke, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?” (Luke 12:22-26).
I think worry is about control and my belief that I can control the things that, in truth, I cannot. Years ago I learned that rather than worry, I need to pray. So when I am tempted to worry, I remember to instead stop and pray, tell God about my worries and trust that a God who loves me also loves those I want to worry about.