I am not, by nature, a worrier, but I currently have a knot in my stomach that is growing daily. My knot has a name: August 14th. Three weeks from today my little people will start a new school as individuals in their own separate classes. They will spend 30 hours a week apart from each other and away from me. Even as I type those words I feel my knot grow and tears well up.
My husband and I prayed so hard about our school decision. We are stepping out in faith in the direction we felt that God had clearly led us. But it is a new frontier. I am scared...and I am wistful (and occasionally feeling guilty as I plan my list of all the long awaited projects I am going to tackle with my time.)
I am, admittedly, exhausted. My patience is worn thin from a long, hot Summer of 14 hour napless days. The children are restless, eager to learn and grow and start exploring their own individuality a bit more. But, really, how can it be time for this change in our lives?
As I was pondering and praying about this today, I was reminded of the tried and true passage in Matthew 25:34:
"So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." (NAS)
And, as usual, I turned to the Message for a fresh perspective on familiar words. This spoke to me in a powerful way:
"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes. " Matthew 25:34 (The Message)
I must stop borrowing worry from tomorrow, it is merely distracting me from what God is doing today.