So much of my anxiety comes from an overwhelming sense of helplessness. I worry out scenarios before they take place, and my anxious thoughts accomplish nothing. I have a control issue.

I like to have everything clearly defined so that I can do the right thing (according to my personal version of “right”).

I have to step back and see the big picture:

I am where I am because HE chose to place me here.

God is sovereign. I am where I am because HE chose to place me here. I am not in control of my children’s and grandchildren’s future, my wife’s health and well-being, or even my own.

God is. God is. God really is! I cannot protect anyone by worrying.

Until I forcefully refuse to scheme up ways to “help God,” I am miserable.

“But doesn’t God expect me to…” NO.

After I have done my due diligence, the rest is up to God. Of course, there is the pesky question to be answered: “What should be the extent of my due diligence?”

After prayer and my best effort (gauged by physical limitations and God’s nudges) I endeavor to rest in Christ. Period. I must leave the situation alone, or end up where I started: anxious.

Haven’t we read this a thousand times?

“And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? Matthew 6:27″

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7

It is not a cop out to trust God.