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Why Worry?





Worry. I once thought of it as my responsibility—a self-appointed role, one I carried faithfully.

One morning, I woke feeling unsettled. My heart was racing, and a wave of anxiety seemed to linger from a dream that had felt far too real. Within moments, I realized it was only a dream, and relief should have followed. Instead, I began replaying it in my mind. Since dreams tend to fade quickly, I worked to hold onto every detail. Before long, fully awake, I was already forming a plan—just in case that imagined situation ever became reality.

I sometimes wish I were naturally carefree, the “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” kind of person. It’s not that I walk around spreading discouragement. I truly try to bring light and encouragement wherever I can. But quietly, often unseen, I do wrestle with worry.

When I read Jesus’ words in Matthew 6:25–34, they don’t always align with my instinct to prepare and problem-solve. It's difficult to simply not worry about daily things. Doesn’t Jesus understand the practical concerns—the groceries not bought, the mounting to-do list, the unfinished laundry? My thoughts can begin to spiral, moving from one small concern to another. Before long, I feel drained—not just physically, but spiritually. The peace I long for slips quietly away.

Recently, I faced a particularly stressful situation. As usual, I began constructing my plan. I analyzed the details, considered possible outcomes, and even mapped out a timeline. Planning feels responsible. It feels productive. Yet this time, something felt different. The solution I was building didn’t sit well in my heart. Even I sensed it wouldn’t bring the peace I was hoping for. Humanly speaking, it seemed unlikely to work. It might even create more strain.

“So, I did something that felt radical—for me. I set aside my plans. I loosened my grip on the details, the carefully arranged details I had worked so hard to organize, and I chose to do what felt most unnatural: I paused. I did nothing.”

Maybe you’ve been there—holding tightly to your own solutions, convinced that letting go of control would be careless. It’s wise to think through challenges and consider practical steps. But we are not always meant to carry the full weight of fixing everything ourselves. What we are always invited to do is bring our concerns into the presence of our Father.

Jesus sees what remains undone. He understands our physical, emotional, and spiritual needs before we ever speak to them aloud. He hears every prayer, even the ones shaped more by confusion than clarity. And He gently invites us to trust Him.

He calls us to seek Him first—to desire His kingdom and His righteousness above our carefully arranged plans. His words are not harsh; they are tender. They remind us that worry does not add to our lives. Trust does.

In Matthew 6:25–34 (NIV), Jesus says:

“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? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not far more precious than the birds He faithfully feeds? And can worry, no matter how persistent, truly add even a single hour to your life?

Consider the flowers scattered across the fields. They do not strive or strain to make themselves beautiful. Yet even Solomon, in all his wealth and splendor, was not adorned like one of them. If God so tenderly cares for the grass—here today and gone tomorrow—how much more will He care for you?

So, friend, let your heart rest. Do not be consumed with questions like, “What will we eat?” “What will we drink?” or “What will we wear?” These are the concerns that so often occupy the world around us. But your heavenly Father already knows what you need.

Instead, turn your attention first toward His kingdom and His righteousness. Trust that as you seek Him, He will faithfully provide what is necessary. Release tomorrow into His hands, for each day carries enough of its own concerns.


And the One who holds tomorrow is already there.

— Based on Matthew 6:25–34 (NIV)

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