worry is a body of water. a swimming pool. it is this place we can be submerged in. float on. we dive. we walk into it step by step—-til coolness passes belly button and we get used to temperature.
even feel less comfort stepping out into the chill of air drying worry off of us. not sure we want to give up being used to it.
and to come out. there is this first heave up and out. this pulling out against water that clings heavy.
less water wrapping round us on the next step.
another step taken and it begins to fall away. streams of worry running down legs back to it’s start.
and last step onto out.
still wet. dripping but drier comes. slowly. faster when we step towards sunlight. where terry cloth peace is handed and we are unexpectedly warmed.
…the lord is near. be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to god. and the peace of god, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in christ jesus.
philippians 4:5-7 (NASB)