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My friend, may I ask you a question? Are you a worrier like me? Don’t you feel bad if you believe that you are? According to estimates by the American Society of Psychology, nearly two out of four adults in America today are chronic worriers. Why do we worry about everything from the small to the large?

My friend, Life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.

Are you a worrier like me? Don’t feel bad if you believe that you are. According to estimates by the American Society of Psychology, nearly two out of four adults in America today are chronic worriers. We worry about everything from the small to the large. But, the funny this is, the things that people most often worry about aren’t the huge catastrophes that can take life and limb. Rather, most of our worrying is done about the small stuff. Take the people of New Orleans. In a recent newspaper poll done with residents of New Orleans that lost their homes in Hurricane Katrina, only 13% indicated that they were most concerned about another storm like that hitting New Orleans. The balance of the worry in the survey was focused on sweating the small stuff in life.

Why is it that so many of us sweat the small stuff even when we know we have a God who can control the big stuff?

Here’s a story: Here’s a story: In May 1995, Randy Reid, a 34-year-old construction worker, was welding on top of a nearly completed water tower outside Chicago. Reid unhooked his safety gear to reach for some pipes when a metal cage slipped and bumped the scaffolding he stood on. The scaffolding tipped, and Reid lost his balance. He fell 110 feet, land- ing face down on a pile of dirt, just missing rocks and construction debris. A fellow worker called 911. When paramedics arrived, they found Reid conscious, moving, and complaining of a sore back. Apparently the fall didn’t cost Reid his sense of humor. As paramedics carried him on a backboard to the ambulance, Reid had one request: “Don’t drop me.” Doctors later said Reid came away from the accident with just a bruised lung. (Greg Asimakoupoulos Naperville, Illinois)

Perhaps the secret to overcoming the tedium of daily worry is the shun living in the future and be content with living life in the present. Living one day at a time is what the Bible instructs us to do. When we dwell on the little thing we can’t control, we resemble that construction worker. God protects us from harm in a 110-foot fall, but we’re still nervous about three-foot heights. The God who saved us from hell and death can protect us from the smaller dangers we face this week.

We pray. Heavenly Father, it’s so easy to worry about what ’s coming or what did happen. Father, we worry about so much that often the day is done and we haven’t enjoyed hardly a moment of the blessing and gift of the day You’ve freely and graciously given to us. Forgive us Father when we bury ourselves in the fretting and care of tomorrow or yesterday, never opening our eyes to the gift that the present so often brings if we only allow it to touch us the way You intended it to. Thank you Father for the gift of the moment, every moment of every day. These beautiful jewels glisten if only we’re willing to take the moment to se them. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!

Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.

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<markcbrunner@thispassingday.com> From Beech Springs, God bless you for Jesus sake.

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