Worry Not.

 

“It’s not only wrong to worry, it’s infidelity.

Because worrying means we don’t think God can look after the practical details of our lives, and it’s never anything else that worries us.”

 

 

These are the words from a blogpost I just read.  I clicked on it from Facebook, because I saw a beautiful picture of flowers.  It is so fitting that I would see this just as I'm headed out the door to snag a clipping of my very own snowball bush to put on the dining room table, in hopes of bringing good cheer into the home.

  God knew that would catch my eye. 

He knew I needed this, as I slept on the couch last night, just sick with worry after an unnecessary, repetitive, attacking argument where no conflict was resolved.  Pointless.  That's easy to see now in the daylight. 

Read the post if you wish, here's the link.

Worry need not have a place around here.  We've got plenty of other stuff taking up space.