For the past two days, I’ve failed miserably at obeying this scripture. I’ve let anxiety control me. The only thing worrying accomplished was to make me physically ill. The entire time Mountain Man sat quietly, shaking his head, becoming increasingly annoyed with me. Mountain Man never lets anxiety get the best of him. I wish I could be more like him, but sadly, I’m not.
How did I overcome my anxiety? I prayed! Once I turned everything over to God, my anxiety subsided. Even though the problem I was worrying over wasn’t resolved the way I wanted, I found peace. And again I’m reminded, I’m not in this alone. So why do I insist upon trying to handle things on my own when my heavenly Father commands me to turn my problems over to Him?