Tuesday, October 8, 2019
Lord, don’t you care that I have to prepare for my class tomorrow?
Don’t you care that I have to reorganize my PowerPoints?
Lord, don’t you care that our stove stopped working and we have to get a new one?
Don’t you care that I’m covered with poison oak and itch all over?
Don’t you care that I have to drive up to Portland on Thursday and I don’t want to go?
Don’t you care that my father-in-law is on Hospice and that we’re so worried about him dying peacefully and without pain?
Don’t you care that my best friend died a few months ago? How much I miss him?
Don’t you care that I’ve gained a couple of pounds?
Don’t you care that there are squirrels in the attic and they scratch and scratch at night and we can’t seem to get rid of them?
Don’t you care, don’t you care, don’t you care?
Chris, Chris! You are worried about many things. Too many things.
Of course I care about the squirrels, of course I care about the stove, of course I care about your father-in-law dying peacefully and without pain. I care about every part of your life. Every hair on your head.
But there is only thing to be anxious about, only one thing really to worry about, and that’s God, that’s the presence of the Father, in every moment. That’s me, here and now. Slow down. Listen. Be. All those other things will take care of themselves, and they’re far less important than you think they are anyway.
Breathe. I am here. I am here. That’s all that really matters. That’s all that counts. That’s all.
Let go. Trust in me.