I woke up several times in the night with someone dear to me on my mind. I was so tempted to worry as the challenges he faces played across my mind. I wanted to go into problem-solver mode. But God's Spirit kept reminding me I had a choice -- worry is a choice I make. I can choose to pray and turn all my burdens over to God, or I can choose to worry and stay awake all night. One choice is wise; the other is foolish. One choice is based on faith; the other on fear.
Last night I fought hard not to worry. I kept giving my loved one over to the only One who can really make a difference -- God Himself. And then I fell back asleep, trusting and resting.
I want to make that choice consistently. I want to trust my God completely.