Post date: Jan 9, 2017 12:55:27 AM
FRIDAY - SUNDAY
It's a cold night, 28 degrees, I believe. In the state of Georgia, the thought of snow or ice shuts down the entire state. Such was the case this weekend. Daxton got out of school at noon. We got out at 2. Stores closed. People went home hours early. Panic ensued. Stores were emptied of milk and bread. What a mess. It snowed, like a dozen or so flakes. There was rain and ice Saturday morning, but that's it. Church was cancelled. I get to sleep in until 9 tomorrow. Late start, due to icy roads, only there aren't any.
This type of panic, well, that was my normal way of thinking. Everything was an impending snow storm. I worried about the dumbest things. I worried about everything. All the time. I worried so much I didn't take care of myself.
So, this is what I've learned about the constant state of worrying. It's dumb. It's draining. It's exhausting. I have so many other things to focus on, besides things I can't change.
I've been spending time watching and listening to my husband. Crazy thought, right? I've heard him say things like, "Why do you worry?" "Why do you care?" "Who cares?" "Why does that matter?" "So what?" Now, he isn't being mean or cruel and he isn't saying those things to me, rather, he's saying those things about the things I'm worried about. And you know, he's right.
It doesn't matter. Worrying is only hurting me. Who cares if things fall through. Who cares if things don't get done. Worrying doesn't accomplish anything. Nothing actually gets done, when you worry. It is a dead action. A total state of inaction.
24 hours are going to pass by each day, whether or not I worry about what is going to happen. I can care. I can be compassionate. I can be empathetic. I can give of my time and talents. I can do so many things. Worrying however, isn't doing anything. Ever. So stop worrying. It doesn't change anything. It never has and it never will.