The Worry Wart

Don't know where that phrase originated, but recently someone called me a 'worry wart.' I don't deny that I tend to obsess with trying to figure all the details, please everyone, and try to stay on top of things with lists to check off. As a Christian we "know" that our lives our in God's hands, but we also know that God expects us to use the abilities we have to make daily decisions. Reading the Sermon on the Mount (Matthew chapters 5, 6, and 7) has helped me see again God's perspective on so many issues.
"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these... But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness (social justice) and all those things will be given to you as well." I am constantly amazed at the beauty and variety of flowers - the pansies this year are so colorful with their royal purples, elegant gold tones and butterfly patterns. They have withstood the spring frost, the dramatic downpours, and the stiffling heat and humidity. The are my reminder of God's power to create and sustain.