Faith And Worry Are Not Friends

Worry Does Not Empty Tomorrow Of Its Sorrows, It Empties Today Of Its Strength   Corrie Ten Boom

I remember years ago I think it might have been in the 70’s our government threatened to switch to the metric system. What? We think in inches and miles, pints and quarts! Not liters and centimeters and kilometers. I fretted about it because I do not like numbers of any kind and I certainly didn’t want to be forced to learn a new system when the one in place worked very well. I found this funny little article about what would have happened to our favorite sayings if we would have been forced to switch to metric. It will make you smile, maybe even chuckle!

Peter Piper picked 8.81 liters of pickled peppers

It hit me like 907 kilograms of bricks

A miss is good as 1.609 kilograms

A decigram of salt

Beat him within 2.54 centimeters of his life

All wool and 91.4 centimeters wide

Give them 2.54 centimeters and they take 1.609 kilometers

Wow. Aren’t you glad we never switched.  I don’t know why we didn’t but I’m so grateful we didnt!

I was just thinking about how we, at least I do, worry about such ridiculous things. My friends and I were so appalled that we were going to be forced to learn something so weird to us.  We discussed it for weeks. In reality, it never happened.

What did happen was a lot of meaningless words were spoken and a lot of worry for absolutely nothing. I know I’ve read that the percentage of things that we worry about that never happen is very high, possibly 95 percent. I know I’m not alone in my quest to stop worrying.

It seems to be so easy to worry about the worst case scenario instead of placing trust in a God who has never failed, worried, been late, made a mistake…He has in fact set the prerequisite for our walk with him, it is faith. Faith and worry are not friends or even acquaintances!

Ive had a problem with my eye for a few days and had to go and see the dr. today.  I have things floating in my eye and it’s impairing my vision. The Dr did some tests and told me she was uncertain if my retina was torn or just bleeding. She told me I needed to go see a retina specialist in another city. I said ok. She then said I don’t mean to scare you but you need to go right now! What? It was rush hour and as her words started to sink in, I told myself all would be well and I wasn’t going to panic or even entertain worry! I called my husband to meet me and my daughter and 2 dear friends to pray.

We made it safely through the crazy traffic. They did several scans and determined my eye was bleeding but not torn. I was thankful to avoid the laser surgery that would have been needed to repair the torn retina. I will still have to deal with the blood floating throughout my eye for several weeks but at least I am confidant I will be ok. God is always faithful, always there to help us keep it together when things are falling apart.