“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? 26 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 much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 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? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Life dealt me another crushing blow last week. But this time I'm beginning the journey by trusting God. (Well, first I had a meltdown. Then I handed it over to God.)
Life is hard. Life with children is filled with unrelenting stress. As I enter my 40th consecutive year of parenting, I've reached the point where I realize I can either spend my few remaining years continuing to worry about my children or let God move mountains for me.
My track record isn't that great. God's, on the other hand, is perfect. Even if He tells me to climb those mountains, I know I can trust Him.
My life has been filled with enormous difficulties, and I've nearly let them destroy me at times. But just as I want my children to believe I have their best interests at heart when I try to guide them to places they don't want to go, I have to believe God wants what is best for me even when it's extraordinarily hard to do what He asks.
After all, He promises that even when He won't move those mountains, He'll be there with me as I make the climb.