Worry

Once you’ve accepted that in just a few billion years the sun will have turned into a Red Giant and boiled, roasted, and radiated all remnants of life on Earth into oblivion, getting worked up about everyday worries seems a waste of energy. Even wearing plaid with stripes comes easy.
 
You know, I wish you hadn't posted this, because now there is the danger I shall repeat it out loud to certain worry warts in my vicinity, and that wouldn't be pretty.:eek::D
 
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I worry sometimes. Everyone does. A loved one suffering a serious sickness for instance. You have seen the requests for prayers on this forum. I believe Jesus Christ worried in the garden of Gethsemane. But for most worries, I first try to think how I can fix the problem. If I can't find a solution, I try to be as honest with myself as to what is the worst thing that can result from the situation. Even bad terrible results are survivable. This is when I can relax. If I can survive the absolutely worst result, the fear and worry tend to go away. An ex-partner of mine in the law firm looked absolutely awful. I went into his office and asked what was bothering him. He said he missed the filing of a medical malpractice claim and now the statute of limitations would time bar the claims. He hadn't slept in two days due to worrying. We discussed the case and its real value. I reminded him that we had malpractice insurance would be adequate for the claim. I asked him if he thought he would be killed for the mistake? He said no. I asked him if his wife would leave him? He said no. I asked him if he would lose his law license? He said no. He began looking at me. I asked him if he might lose his job at the firm? He said maybe. I asked him if could get another job? He said yes. Would he starve? No. Lose his house? No. I asked him if he would survive losing his job? He said yes. I then asked him what he was worried about? He said nothing I can't survive. The next day he came to office and looked much better. He said he slept peacefully the past night.
 
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I worry sometimes. Everyone does. A loved one suffering a serious sickness for instance. You have seen the requests for prayers on this forum. I believe Jesus Christ worried in the garden of Gethsemane. But for most worries, I first try to think how I can fix the problem. If I can't find a solution, I try to be as honest with myself as to what is the worst thing that can result from the situation. Even bad terrible results are survivable. This is when I can relax. If I can survive the absolutely worst result, the fear and worry tend to go away. An ex-partner of mine in the law firm looked absolutely awful. I went into his office and asked what was bothering him. He said he missed the filing of a medical malpractice claim and now the statute of limitations would time bar the claims. He hadn't slept in two days due to worrying. We discussed the case and its real value. I reminded him that we had malpractice insurance would be adequate for the claim. I asked him if he thought he would be killed for the mistake? He said no. I asked him if his wife would leave him? He said no. I asked him if he would lose his law license? He said no. He began looking at me. I asked him if he might lose his job at the firm? He said maybe. I asked him if could get another job? He said yes. Would he starve? No. Lose his house? No. I asked him if he would survive losing his job? He said yes. I then asked him what he was worried about? He said nothing I can't survive. The next day he came to office and looked much better. He said he slept peacefully the past night.

I try to remind myself, hard as it can be at times, that He won't put us through more than we can handle. It's hard for us because we don't know our limits, and He does.
 
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