A Worried Mind

And do not seek what you are to eat and what you are to drink, nor be worried. (Luke 12:29)

My grandmother was a mighty woman of God. From as early as I can remember, she taught me the love of Jesus through the testimony of her life. However, as strong as her faith was, especially where it concerned the people she loved, grandmother was a worrier.  We used to joke lovingly that if grandmother didn’t have someone to worry about she would worry about not worrying.

As much as I like to believe my own faith is strong, there are too many times that I battle with an anxious mind.  I don’t so much worry about the basic needs of life, for surely God provides richly for all my needs, just as He has promised.  No, its the other stuff, the “wants” of life that give me an anxious mind.  Am I good enough, will people like me, will I succeed?  And, its the “what-ifs” – what if I get sick, what if the car breaks down, and so on, and so on, and so on.

I used to believe worry was a lack of faith, but I don’t think that’s necessarily so (just my opinion). I think more often it is a lack of thankfulness.  It just makes sense, if we fill our minds with gratitude, there won’t be any room for the “wants” or “what ifs”.  If we set our thoughts on all that God has done for us, on His unfailing love, then what can there be for us to be concerned about?  I don’t know about you, but I think I’ll give gratitude a try, can’t hurt.


2 thoughts on “A Worried Mind

  1. Right on target lady. If nothing else in the last year of my life I have learned to be grateful and thankful for every blessing that I’ve ever received. My journey started five years ago when I lost my only child. God gave me the strength and the peace that only he can give. And then when I was injured this year found out that Earthly friends are not always there for you but God was with me the whole way as I healed my body through his love and grace thank you for your time and your encouragement.


    • I can not begin to imagine the pain you’ve endured. Thanks be to God, because if His His great love, somehow we survive the unimaginable. Praying our Lord will continue to comfort you. Please feel free to reach out to me anytime.


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