To be completely honest with myself and you guys, I must confess that I am a worrier. I worry. I worry about finances, work, health, my future, the future of my girls...ugh....you name it, I probably worry about it or have at one time. It's probably one of my biggest struggles. But, as I reread the passage from Sunday, Jesus tells us bluntly not to worry. I even sense a hint of frustration in his tone with how much we choose to worry about things that simply do not matter. As I contemplate and meditate on the words of our Savior here in Matthew ch. 6, I am painfully confronted with how consuming my own case of "worry-wortitis" can become. When I worry about something, it consumes all thought. For instance, we are in the process of buying a house, as many of you are familiar with, it's a huge decision! Have I mentioned that I'm a worrier? But, the reformer, Martin Luther put it this way:
"What your heart clings to and trusts in, that is really your god."
His contemporary, John Calvin stated:
"...just as waters boil up from a vast, full spring, so does an immense crown of gods flow forth from the human mind"
When we worry, we end up worshipping the object of our worry, and in essence ourselves. To be even more to the point, when we worry, we are basically telling God that we think we can handle it better than He can, or that we know better.
Let me encourage you to meditate on our Redeemer's words today:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink: or about your body, what you will wear..."
"...Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
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