Worried (Photo credit: p.joran)
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
King James Version (KJV)
Sometimes it can be all too easy to be swallowed up by our daily troubles. We come under assault and the natural reaction is to flail out blindly with any defense we can muster. Our blind punches are mostly wasted energies. Words spoken thoughtlessly can become weapons used against us.
Old habits can be difficult to break when I try to free myself from them. I'm often caught up in that old rat race of worry and fear, doubt and stress. I need to let it all go and get my priorities straight. Things always have worked out in the past, but I still seem to forget why that is. It wasn't much of anything I did on my own. I always had help. There are far more important things to dwell upon than my own useless worries.
I need to get ready or I'll be late for the feast.
So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
New International Version (NIV)