I’m a chronic over-thinker. I often find myself imagining every possible scenario, especially the worst ones, and then mentally preparing for how to handle them. Before conversations, I rehearse responses, trying to be ready for anything. Before events, I anticipate everything that could go wrong. My mind is constantly split, half in the present, half bracing for the future.
Of course, I bring these worries to God in prayer, asking for His help with a situation out of my control, an event I’m dreading, or an experience where fear is getting the better of me. But if I’m honest, I struggle to leave it with Him. I pray for the best, yet I still prepare for the worst.
Today’s reflective walk was centered on Matthew 6:25-34. In this passage, Jesus tells His disciples not to worry about material things – what they will eat or wear – because God provides for His creation. If He cares for the birds of the air and the flowers of the field, how much more will He care for us? Jesus urges them to seek first the Kingdom of God and not to be consumed by worry about tomorrow.
It’s a beautiful teaching, but not an easy one to live out. Some things in life do require preparation – you can’t ignore an exam until the day of the test and expect it to go well! But I think Jesus is speaking to something deeper: a matter of perspective. If we let future worries take all our focus, we risk missing the beauty of the present moment. We overlook God’s grace in the world around us. We miss opportunities to be His voice, His hands, His presence to others.
But when we first tune our hearts to the Kingdom, to the unshakable reality of God’s love and provision, it reshapes how we approach uncertainty. It doesn’t mean pretending challenges don’t exist, but it does mean seeing them in light of a bigger truth. And perhaps, when we trust that we are fully known and fully loved by the God who holds all things together, we won’t always assume the worst.
So today, I’m choosing to hand over my worries again. Not because I have to force myself to stop thinking, but because I want to remind myself who God is, and who I am in Him. And maybe, just maybe, from that place of security, I can live with a little less fear and a little more faith.
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