Thursday, February 05, 2009

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In the midst of all of my worrying about unemployment, finances, and the future, I came across this passage yesterday:

Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:
And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?
For your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.
But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself.

In short, relax. Do what you're supposed to do, and leave the rest up to Him. Peaceful words for troubling times, I feel.


Laurie said...

Amen. I freak out when I can't plan the future. Silly, huh?

Amber said...

I agree. But you stopped before my favorite line: Sufficient to the day is the evil thereof. This is what I have to remind myself of when I go on one of my brooding-over-injustices kicks.

lanada said...

Amen. Also, whilst you're considering things, consider these bacons:

(Saw the link on Th.'s blog. Though immediately of you.)