That means it's a sin.
And I'm guilty.
Funny, I'm often the one reminding two people I love not to worry. (I hear your uh-huhs, girls.)
But I think I've fallen into the trap.
My dreams are a clear indication....Although I'm not sure what the one where I went into a perfect stranger's house and ate 1 1/2 pieces of some truly amazing pecan pie meant. Yep, I stopped right in the middle of the second piece and put it on the counter (hoping someone would finish it?) and snuck out of the house...worrying.
I even had a teacher nightmare! You know, the ones where you totally lose control of the class just as the principal comes in, or you don't have a thing planned and the students and the parents are there, or you're at school inappropriately dressed. The thing is, I'm retired!! Of course, it's my first year in retirement and I guess it takes a little while for it to get out of my blood.
This morning as I glanced out the window to the bird feeder, God whispered in my ear portions of Matthew 6:25-27. He's so personal.
Then as I had my quiet time, I read from Beth Moore's devotional book, Praying God's Word Day by Day. I was reminded to "walk by faith and not by sight." (2 Corinthians 5:7) She said, "Believing God closes the gap between our theology and our reality...."
Yes, the gavel came down.
As I continued in my quiet time, the words to Kari Jobe's song, Steady My Heart, echoed in my mind.
God is so real. His love is so great. And He's got us...right inside the palm of His hand.