Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7
Gracious Father, I slept well last night but I awoke restless, fitful, and anxious. I know you tell me not to be anxious about anything (Phil. 4:6), but I am. Sunrise has yet to happen, yet I’m already looking forward to moonrise. Thank you for freeing me from the pressure of pretending otherwise. At least I’m not anxious about surprising, embarrassing, or disappointing you. The gospel has taken care of that old bondage and slavery.
What’s going on inside of me? There’s really nothing enormous looming on the horizon; no one major crisis staring me down; no enormous boulder I’m assigned to push up a hill like Sisyphus. It’s just one of those days I find myself looking at seventeen little backpacks of needs, issues, and hurts, lined up at my front door, waiting to be picked up.
So what will I do with my restless, fitful, anxious feelings? Father, I would surely despair if I didn’t really believe you do care for me. That would be the one unbearable burden. But please help me know what anxiety casting actually looks like today, and in the next several days.
Of these things I am certain: you’re not calling me to be the fourth member of the Trinity; I’m not the whole body of Christ; you do promise sufficient grace; you will give wisdom to those who ask; and your strength is made perfect in weakness—in my weakness. Therefore, by faith I won’t despise my brokenness; I won’t go to self-contempt; and I won’t resent people and their needs.
Show me which of the seventeen little backpacks I’m to pick up first; which ones don’t really have my name on them at all; which ones were placed there by the enemy; and which ones will just have to wait, as you give me grace not to dread disappointing people.
As you have promised, please send your transcendent peace to guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus (Phil. 4:7). Keep me gentle, caring and expectant. The promise of daily mercies had this day in sight long, long ago. I praise, bless and honor you, dear loving, heavenly Father. So very Amen I pray, in Jesus’ trustworthy and treasured name.