The Bible tells us to be careful about the temporal things of life which is our duty, but we are not to get carried away with them. We are to trust Him enough that we won't sit around and worry about everything in our lives. We are not to worry about the length of it; but refer it to God to lengthen or shorten it as he pleases. The time we live is in God's hands anyway because he is the one who created us.
Neither are we to worry about the comforts of this life; but leave it to God to make it bitter or sweet as he sees fit. God has promised to give us food and clothes and we just take that for granted.
We have the Holy Spirit living in us and we don't have to worry about anything. We just have to believe and keep the faith consistantly. By keeping a positive mind and thoughts and speaking positive things we can receive without worry or doubt. Don't ever say to yourself that I am broke even if you don't have a dime for if that is what you declare that is what you will have.
My mother was a worrier. She worried about everything for weeks before it happened and then when it came to pass it never came to pass the way she thought it would anyway. I have heard her pray for something to eat or wear for us children and then get up off her knees and start worrying about where the next meal was coming from. We never had much in our lives growing up except love and a big family and many a night we went to bed without a full stomach, but one thing about mom, when the situation became dire she would then get serious and go to God in a different attitude.
God would always come on the scène then and answer the prayer she had prayed and I have always felt like he answered her prayer before she had time to worry about it again. Hehehe She would pray and God would provide and then she would worry about where it would come from when he used someone to bring it. Bless her heart she loved God so much and even though she knew God would provide, in the end she would look at the storm raging around and start to worry again. I guess if anyone had a right to worry it would be her for she had eight kids to raise almost by herself.
The end of the matter is that it is the will and command of the Lord for us, his children, to be provided for by him. He is our provider just like our eathrly father provides for his earthly family.Through our daily prayers we get our strength and the desire to stand up under the troubles and trials physically, spiritually and financially that beseech us everyday. Every morning when we open our eyes on a new day we are forced to start a new battle with Ole' Slew Foot.
The Bible says in Ephesians 6:12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
We can overcome negative things by thinking positive and speaking positive. "WE ARE WHAT WE THINK AND SPEAK!" All through the Bible, it tells us much the same thing. Over and over the Bible tells us not to worry. Care, anxiety and worry is unbelief and unbelief is a sin.
We will be happy if we take the Lord fully at his word and let none of the cares of the world bother us. If you stop and think about it you can worry until your hair turns white from it and God will have his way and will in it anyway. So it would be a lot easier to lay all your worries in a petition at his feet and trust him to meet the needs that are so dire in your life everyday. Let the Spirit convince us of sin in the want of this disposition, and take away the worldliness of our hearts. Give it all to God and he will take care of it all. The victory is ours. Let us claim it and rejoice in it
We have a choice. We can be blest or we can be unhappy. I choose to be happy and blest. What about you?
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HE HELD MY HAND
By Myrtle Poor (c)
When I was grieved, cast down and worn,
And tears flowed down my cheeks in scorn.
God drove the sorrows from my heart,
New happiness and joy impart.
He cleared the paths that once seemed rough,
He held my hand and that was enough.
When I was burdened, he was always there,
And all my sorrows he did share.
When my feet were heavy and would want to stay
He would gently guide them on their way.
I only know when the road was rough.
He held my hand and that was enough
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