Sometimes I worry about tonight’s dinner, or tomorrow’s paper, or next week’s test.
Other times its about next year’s job or some year’s baby.
But usually the worry is left for other people. I have great confidence in my ability to do what I intend to (on a big scale, day to day, I’m actually quite terrible at this). I also have great confidence in God loving me enough to tell me what that should be. I don’t know how it will work out, but someway it will. I’ll probably mess up on A LOT of little things along the way, but the big things I”ll be okay on. So, mostly, I don’t worry about us.
But what about other people? What if they don’t know what makes them happy? Or they can’t hear when He is talking? What if you love them so much you don’t just want their life to be great, you want it to be incredible? You want to hug them when they hurt and have them never let it happen again. You want them to be everything they could ever be. You want them to see themselves the way He does, the way you try to.
But you can’t say much, because that’s judgmental. You can’t claim to know all the answers because you listen for you, not for them. You can’t know what they should be doing or exactly how to help them be happy. You can’t really do anything
but and worry.
Well, you can love them.
and so I love you.
so very, very much.
|photos: me and hanna by KNW|
What do you worry about?