Worry and Wonder

If we look back in time, God is there. If we examine our present, we find that God is here. Has He thoroughly handled our past and present, only to leave us victims of the great not-yet?
(from The Words of Christ with Devotions by Calvin Miller)

Worry, the big W. It’s wrong, it’s wasteful, it’s whiney; and many of us are guilty of it. I worry all the time. I probably scare my kids with what could happen to them if they don’t stop jumping on the bed or stop running through the house. What if they tripped and did a quadruple somersault and landed upside down into the fish tank? And don’t say I didn’t tell them so.

To moms worry is the wrong side of wonder; a side to keep in check. Three big wonders in my life are my greatest gifts, after Darren; each coming with their own set of wonders for mommy.

Sometimes my wonder was worry and other times I needed the calm to wonder instead of worry. The night I left tiny early baby Cristina in the hospital I trusted she’d be okay no matter how long it took. From the doctor’s mouth to God’s ears I would trust. I would “wonder” when she’d come home, not “worry” if she would come home. She was a blessing and we would celebrate. It was her time.

Well, God brought her home, in time; and when Darren was out of town and Patricia was coming early…but not as early; God brought him home, in time.

My youngest Elise turned two recently. Another celebration of the true wonder that God got her here on time. Not early, not late, but in time.

Dear God; I will not worry about my life for who of us by worrying can add a single hour to our life? Help me to remember to be in wonder and awe of the present; to remember that everything is on time, Your time.

Is there more wonder or worry in your life? What defines your worry moments? How do you turn them around into works of wonder?