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“Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” (Deuteronomy 1:21)
I am naturally quite an anxious person. It might seem strange to people who know me fairly well, but probably isn’t particularly news to my family, to those who have lived with me and seen me day in and day out.
“Do not be afraid. I am your shield, your very great reward.” (Genesis 15:1)
I am a worrier. It’s in my blood. Many of my relation are worriers, too.
Not my dad though. And not my husband.
“Do not be afraid; God has heard him crying.” (Genesis 21:17)
They inspire me through their steadiness. When I worry, it reassures me to see them stand firm. It gives me hope and helps me to know that much of the worry is simply in my head.
“Do not be afraid of them; the Lord your God himself will fight for you.” (Deuteronomy 3:22)
I am a strange mix of someone whose head jumps to the worst case scenario, but whose heart optimistically believes the best.
“Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the battle is not yours, but God’s.” (2 Chronicles 20:15)
I don’t want to be a worrier. I know I gain nothing from it, that it only makes things worse. And I’m getting better. My husband is a large part of the reason for this. His calm has rubbed off on me over the years, and I am able to take more in my stride. Life experience has also ironically helped. As the worst has sometimes happened, it has helped me to realise that humans are stronger than we think we are, and that I can get through more than I believed I could.
“Do not be afraid, for I am with you.” (Isaiah 43:5)
But the biggest calming influence, the biggest help for ‘de-worrying’ in my life has been, and continues to be God. When I feel overwhelmed and exhausted (which as a pregnant mother of an 11 month old is often!), I can get so caught up in worry that prayer is dropped by the wayside. And yet the irony is that in those moments, it is what I need the most. And when God finally pulls me back to Him and I make the effort to pray and turn to Him, even if the situation stays the same, the worry fades, and peace remains.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?
Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes?
If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
That is His promise. And His promises are always always true.