I used to be quite the worrier. If there was nothing
to worry about, you can bet I would find something. It was as if the state of
perpetual worry was normal and, if I was not worried, I felt a sense of
impending doom, like the proverbial shoe was about to drop. I could never just
enjoy the moment or embrace a state of peace, because I felt as if I needed to
constantly be prepared for something bad to happen. Then, a few years ago, I
realized why. It was because of my upbringing. In my home, I was indirectly
taught that if you love someone, you are supposed to worry about that person and, if
you were not worrying about the person, then your love was not strong enough or
you were somehow neglectful.
This way of thinking stayed with me long after my
children were born. I became a helicopter mother or, what I call a “smother”.
Here is an example of my smothering. When my kids started pre-school, I could
never just drop them off and go home. The preschool was about 25 minutes from
my home. I catastrophized about all the things that could happen that would
make me late picking them up from school. I pictured them traumatized, crying
in the classroom wondering where I was. So, I hung around and tried my best to
kill 3 hours. When I think about all the things I could have gotten done at
home instead of wasting my time meandering around the kids’ pre-school, I could
really kick myself.
Even when there is something to legitimately worry
about, I still find no utility in it. I have decided to make a conscious
decision to maintain hope instead of ruminating on all of the horrible things
that could happen. This does not mean that I am oblivious to the things that
can go wrong or that I am in some type of denial. I just choose to put my faith
in God and trust that He will take care of the situation and make it turn out
to the benefit of those whom I love. I choose to let my faith overpower my fear.
I have a family member, who will remain nameless, who
also has great faith; however, I think reminders are needed from time to time. This person tends to call me and speak over and over about the same
worries and fears, expecting me to somehow either comfort her or be dragged
down into the worry pit with her. Well, if she is reading this (and I venture
to guess that she knows this is directed towards her), I would like to say my
days of talking and talking and talking about things are over. I now choose to
pray about it. Talking and worrying about it constantly do not solve the problem.
If anything, they compound the problem, because after a conversation like the
ones we have had many times, the problems still exist and then I feel ten times
worse. I love you, but I cannot allow that anymore. We can talk, but we will
not ruminate on the bad. We will trust the promises God makes to us.
Remember it says in Psalm 55:22, “Unload your burden
on Adonai and He will sustain you.” Do you not believe Him? Well, if you do
not, I will believe Him for the both of us. I can do nothing in my own
strength. I will not lean on my own understanding (Proverbs 3:5-6). Instead of
worrying, I will remain focused on the fact that the Lord has plans for a
future and a purpose for the ones about whom you are worried (Jeremiah 29:11).
Even when fear starts to rise up in me, I will remain focused on His promise
that He is our God and He will strengthen us with His righteous right hand
(Isaiah 41:10). When will you allow your faith to overpower your fear? I just
want you to know that I love you and everyone else in my life and just because
I do not want to crawl into the worry pit with you does not mean that I love
you, or anyone else, any less. It just means that I trust in God more than I fear
the future. I hope you understand and crawl out of the pit. We all know you
love us just the same.