Got Worries?

       

Hey there, it's Caryl. Do you worry about things? Such a worrier I used to be! 
       I’d get so upset with my husband because he refused to join my fretting. “Caryl.” He always said so matter-of-factly. “Why should I? You worry enough for both of us.” But the bills! They’re going to cut the water off. And the baby's so sick!

       Then in my forties, a ministry sent me a birthday greeting, homemade on heavy card stock printed on one side with ‘Worry Hinders Every Promise of God.’ I stuck it in my mirror, mostly because it was a pretty shade of green, my favorite color. Every day I saw it, usually more than once. It happened suddenly on a glance, as clear and up close as high-def TV, the Holy Spirit wrote that Truth across my heart.

       Repenting, I received forgiveness, then since—much to my beloved Ron’s penchant—I quit worrying. Refused to! Completely. I realized it is a choice, and I chose to trust God. From that position, there is no need to worry! Besides, it’s the total opposite of faith! Hebrews 11:6 tells us “Without faith, it is impossible to please Him.” To worry insinuates God isn’t big enough or doesn’t care. I know that is absolutely not true.

        Writers use such inspirations. In my new contemporary Christian Red River Romance, THE PREACHER’S FAITH, that debuted earlier this month, my heroine Faith has a wise Aunt Iris. One conversation goes like this:

“Maybe. What do you think his chances are at New Hope? What would I do if they didn’t hire him?”

“Everyone seems to like him fine so far. I figure if he were to marry a local girl…Well, it would be another plus to his favor.”

“That’s one thing I’m worried about. And that the job could be a big part of his motivation. I mean, do you think –”

“I think there’s no need for you to worry about anything. Worrying only hinders every promise of God. It never accomplishes anything, ‘cept maybe making you sick.”

“I know.”

“But it’s true. If you worry, then you flat out aren’t trusting God. You’re telling Him that He hasn’t got your back, isn’t looking out for you.”

       How many times have you heard someone say, ‘I’m worried sick’? Through the years, my faith and desire to please Him has grown strong. I want to bring glory to the One Who loves me so much that He offered His Son so I could be with Him forever. Once He opened my blinded eyes, I clearly saw the waste and even harm of worry.

       God ALWAYS comes through, provides my needs, and watches over me. I’ve proven Him o’er and o’er, and encourage you to as well. I could offer so many testimonies as to how He came through when I refused to worry, you’d surely get tired of reading them, but I’ll give one example for every comment! How’s that? 

Blessings, y’all!  I'll draw a random winner from those who comment and send a signed copy of The Preacher's Faith!