Don’t Worry

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Sometimes I worry about stuff. The magnitude of the consequences associated with my concern very wildly from wondering if I misspelled a word on something I wr9te to hoping upon hope that I don’t forget something at the treatment plant that will end up causing an environmental disaster. A friend of mine told me once that worrying is a poor way of predicting the future. In any case, an experience I had really drove home to me how useless my worrying must be to God.

Nearly every Sabbath (Saturday) I participate in a nursing home ministry where I play the piano while we sing the wonderful old hymns and have Bible reading. Afterword I shake hands with the residence, thanking them for coming to the activity room and singing with us and wishing them a wonderful week.

As I was greeting one sweet lady, she tugged at my hand to bring me closing to her. I knelt down beside her wheelchair so I could hear her above the commotion in the room. With a concerned look on her face she said softly, “I don’t know where I’m going to stay tonight.” I quickly and cheerfully replied, “You get to stay here!” She said, “Really?” I said, “Yes. You don’t have to worry about a thing. It has all been arranged and you get to stay here!” A big smile spread across her sweet face and a look of relief as she, “Thank you!” “The kind folk here are real nice and they have everything arranged so you don’t have to worry about a thing,” I ended.

I’ve not been clinically diagnosed with dementia, but I think sometimes the angels must think I suffer from it. In John 14 Jesus said, “1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2 In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.” I hear Jesus saying to me “Don’t worry about where you are going to stay. I have that all arranged.” Now if only I can remember that.

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