Sometimes I give myself little pep talks without realizing it until after the fact. One car ride, when I was taking the dogs to stay at a friend’s house while I went out of town for one night, I found myself doing that very thing.
As soon as the dogs saw packing begin, they were worried. Their worry grew by the time we got in the car, and both Peanut and Biscuit were expressing their angst with panicked whining.
So I said, “I’m not worried, guys. And if I’m not worried, and I’m the one with the plan, then you don’t need to be worried. After all, you know I’ll always do what’s best for you.”
It was one of those things that has an obvious God connection, but I didn’t catch it until I finished saying the words. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Oh… I thought and kind of prayed. So you’re saying I don’t have to worry either, because you have a good plan and you’re not worried about it?
When I said it to the dogs, it sounded so simple. Trust Mom. Mom’s got your back, so there’s no need to worry. But when I realized what I was asking, I realized it’s a whole lot more challenging than it sounds.
Are you a worrier?
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