No worries

‘Thanks!’ my friend gets her credit card back. ‘No worries!’ the cashier replies with a smile.

And it just hits me. She is right: No worries. We’re not supposed to worry about things related to what we need:
“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? 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? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”

So many times I find that we are worrying about things that really are taken care of or maybe never become a problem at all. And I realize that I never worry if I trust the person in charge. For instance I don’t worry about the quality of the coffee I buy at the coffee shop, and I don’t worry about the plane falling down. I trust people are professional and do their work properly.

But every now and then I tend to worry if I feel responsible and at the same time don’t feel in control. That’ s when worrying seems inevitable. Even if I know that I should not worry. So what do I do? I sit down, think through the situation, throw my worries on God in prayer and keep doing what I know is my responsibility. Occasionally somebody will tell me I have done a mistake or been inattentive. Big deal! Then I will try to find a way to correct my mistake and apologize for my ignorance.

But now worries – that’s the goal.

Fast Food

 

Photo: Erlend Krumsvik, www.naturlegvis.no
Bible ref: Matt 6, 25-27

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  1. Du fikk meg til å le. Det var to ting som fikk meg til å le. Jeg så ikke at jeg hadde skrevet i går til en «fyr» at jeg vet ikke hvordan en gjøk som jeg ser ut. Mente bare å skrive «en gjøk», men noen ganger er jeg to steder samtidig, og så så jeg måsen eller måken din. De østlendingene er så fin på det. En måke det høres for meg ut som «en herre med hatt» – en hettemåke og ikke en «sånn» måke, som bare er «måse» for meg. God gammel venn, «liksom».

    Eh, nei, nå glemte jeg hva jeg skulle si. Godt å lese det du skriver.

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