This morning I came across a post entitled “Worrying About Worry” by Caroline of ‘Beautiful Life with Cancer‘ and as a chronic worrywart myself, I had to read it.
What really inspired me about this post is that it’s not only me who knows that I shouldn’t worry about things, yet does anyway. I mean, I know for a fact that I’m not the only person on the planet like this, but to see someone else write about it… it’s good to know that I’m really not alone.
I relate to Caroline’s post in her reflection of looking back on her past experiences and knowing that if she could tell her teenage-self one thing it’d be, “Stop worrying! Everything will be fine.” I’d tell my 16-year old self this too. I feel like I spent so much of my time worrying about things I had no control over and as it turned out most things, if not all, did turn out fine in the end. The problem is, even though I’ve seen this outcome plenty of times, I still have a tendency to worry. I know I shouldn’t, but I do.
I guess I could say that I’m not as bad as I used to be, in some cases. Some things that have happened over the last year or two didn’t affect me as much because I knew God would work it out for good in the end. There are just some things though, that you can’t help but worry over, even though I know it’s a waste of my time.
I guess the only thing I can do is continue to try to make myself better at saying, “Tabby, don’t worry. God’s got it and everything will be fine.”
So I guess I’ll be getting all A’s this semester ;)
(don’t hold me accountable to that, mom)