Me: Worry, worry, worry, worry, worry. Aaaargh!
God: "I tell you, do not be anxious about your life. . .consider the lilies of the field, how they grow. . .but if [I] so clothe the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will [I] not much more clothe you, O [daughter] of little faith? . . .Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Let the day's own trouble be sufficient for the day." (Matthew 6:25-34)
Me: Oh, that's nice, Lord. *goes back to worrying*
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You know what I need? A good smack in the head. It's a wonder God hasn't given me one yet. I think it would do me some good.
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