Some days I just want to take a sharpie and write this on a post-it and carry it around with me all day. Or maybe write it on my forehead. Just so I actually remember it and apply it. It just needs to be drilled it into my brain and heart somehow, because while I know that worrying will get me nowhere, I continue to.
Yes, its been one of “those” days/months.
Luke 12: 25-26: “And which of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life’s span? If then you cannot do even a very little thing, why do you worry about other matters?”