Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.
Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
Lord Almighty, you know my fears. I’m afraid of everything! Panic sweeps over me! Fear is so unproductive! I know you are in control! But I still worry and fret! I am thankful for Spring. Thankful for the extra sunlight. Grateful that the darkness grows shorter. Hopeful for blooming flowers as Paxil for my worries. Wrap me in your comfort and joy! Amen!