I am not the originator of this phrase, but I think that I have been doing it all my life. It actually came from one of the devotionals that I receive in my email each day and this phrase stuck to me like glue on paper. I confess that I am a “worry planner.” I think of all of the what if situations that I can and try to plan for them, just in case. Yes, I am a Christian, and yes, I believe in God’s sovereignty and control, but when it comes to laying things down at the cross, I confess that I fail miserably.
I was looking out the window this morning at a hummingbird at its feeder and thought to myself that soon the hummingbirds will be gone and the cold will come. Now, think about that. I didn’t ponder the beauty and wonder of the hummingbird. I started thinking about preparing for the cold months to come. That is the worry-planner in me. God’s Spirit spoke clearly to my heart and told me to slow down and enjoy what is right in front of me instead of being so concerned about what is coming. Talk about a slap of reality and a good old dose of the Spirit getting my attention!
I realized that I want control. I say that I let God have control, but in many ways, I really don’t. Because I plan for every eventuality (to the best of my limited capability) and get frustrated when life interrupts my plans. God is telling me just to let go and enjoy the present. I don’t know what will happen next, but I do know that if it’s from God, it will be good for me in the end. So, pray for me as I am in a season of learning to let go, lay things down at the altar and unclasping my firmly grasping hands so that God can truly be in control. I don’t want to be a worry-planner anymore. I want to be a faith-filled, confident child of God. That will take some real doing on my part, but God is able to build this part of me just as He has built others. He knocks down walls and then builds from scratch what I could never build on my own. So again, prayers appreciated.
My husband and I have a big event happening next Sunday. No, not an anniversary or anything like that. Our granddaughter Teya is coming to live with us while she pursues her Master’s degree. We are the closest relative to her new college, so when we were asked if she could live with us and commute there every other weekend for her in-person classes, we readily agreed. This week, in the midst of illness, problems walking and regular life challenges, it hit both of us that we have not had anyone live with us long-term since our youngest moved out about twenty years ago. The plan is for Teya to be here for about two years. But, I am holding that plan with an open hand, knowing God is in the midst of this plan and He has His own plans for Teya and her future. In the meantime, pray for us to be helpful and loving grandparents to an adult granddaughter who is steadfastly devoted to Christ and will undoubtedly be a blessing to us. I wish I could say I did not worry-plan for this event, but I did and now I have let it go. My bum foot won’t let me clean and prepare for the visit, so my husband has cleaned out the closet for her and is getting things ready for her arrival. I am letting go and letting God tell me what He wants me to do with my limited mobility right now. God is good and He doesn’t want me to worry-plan anymore, so this is the first thing I am letting go of. I hope it lasts and that I don’t grab it back as Sunday approaches. Again, prayers, appreciated.












