All about Worries

(me and my sammy)

I don't know why I was thinking about this...but have ya ever thought about the worries you had when you were little?

For example:

Worrying about who your teacher will be for the next grade. or...

Worrying about your parents getting a divorce because they got in a simple argument. or...

Worrying if you were going to get EXACTLY what you asked Santa. or...

Worrying if your best friend did their chores so they can "play". or...

Worrying about who is going to be the president of the "club" for that day and who is allowed in the club. or even...

Worrying about if your mud nest needed more grass in it or not. (haha ok, that might have just been me)

Then you hit middle school, and it looks more like this:

Worrying about your first zit that magically formed on your forehead.

Worrying if you need to have braces or not... and secretly excited if the dentist says yes.

Worrying about being on your period during gym class.

Worrying about the boy you have a crush on in 3rd period because in your head you "could" marry him. haha

And then College hits and looks like this:

"oh shiz...i have to pay for the lights and the heater in my home?"

Worrying about paying for school and staying up til 4am laughing at nothing. (perfect for your 7 o clock class, right?).

Worrying about how to cook and not gain weight; and which roommate isn't doing her dishes.

And I'm sure the list constantly changes as you grow, get married, raise kids, become empty nesters, and grandparents. But the point is, everyone has their own set of worries! I was thinking about the worries that I have right now. And yes, I worry about school and being able to study enough to earn a grade I have to pay for outta my pocket. I worry about my kids in Africa and if they got a meal today, or my grandparents getting sick.

Not to get all churchy again, but I was reading in the Book of Mormon about those two guys (yes, this is why i'm put as the sunday school teach to learn this stuff). But how they were able to be delivered from the fire and the prison that was falling down. I'm sure they had a few worries about gettin hit in the head, or if they were even going to breathe the next day. But the Lord delivered them because of their faith... they didn't just give up, sit in the middle of the prison and "worry".

They moved.

Lately, I feel like my worries go away when I "move". I've had my share of heart aches and I'm sure more to come, but when you put your best foot forward you learn a different kind of happiness. There would be times when I would worry or hurt so much about something and followed what a quote said once to say in my prayers, "Heavenly Father, you worry about this for me, I can't do it anymore, I've got too much to do" And He does. I know that there are so many others out there that have SO much more to worry about then I do. But even when prison walls are falling down on us, if we're willing to just MOVE...

He'll make sure everything is taken care of.