There is a new word in my vocabulary, “Catastrophizing.” I picked it up when I told a friend that my back felt weird, and I might have cancer because I looked the symptom up on WebMD. He said, “You’re catastrophizing again.” He’s right; I was. The back problem disappeared after a few days, and I finally had a name for that pesky little thought process that sneaks into the back of my mind when little things begin to crop up. How quickly I can get stuck in worry!
If we have no faith, we can find plenty of things about which to worry: retirement, riots, laser surgery, MTV, warts, Democrats, Republicans, tax reform, school lunches, artery health, guns, grandchildren, tennis elbow, depression, computer viruses, hair loss, terrorism, ransomware, and eczema. If your heart rate increased after reading this laundry list, maybe you need a little faith.
Confident faith is a worry-killer.”
Confident faith is a worry-killer. It quiets our minds at midnight as He sings us to sleep. The lyrics are directed through the ages. They are in words we can grasp. It’s not rocket science. He whispers to our souls, “Fear not.” If you stop long enough, you can hear His voice: “Fear not. Fear not. Fear not.”
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