I am breaking up with my best friend. Even though we go way back, it’s time. I have been trying to break up with her for the past twenty years, but she keeps clawing her way back in. It may seem heartless to leave her behind. After all, I take her everywhere. She wraps around me like a second skin.
She won’t go without a fight. She keeps whispering in my ear. She shouts to my back. Are you sure? Your children have special needs? Remember what they did last week? Can he handle them?
Thankfully, the Lord’s voice is louder. He reminds me of all those He has taken care of in the Bible. He turned a heel grabbing, liar into a great nation. He turned a laughing, barren woman into a mother of a great nation. Squabbling siblings? He’s met his fair share of murderous and jealous brothers. In fact, he’s quite an expert at forgiveness and reconciliation. After all, Jesus turned a rag tag band of misfits into the pillars of the church. I have seen him perform miracles in my life. I know he can perform miracles in the lives of my children.
God told me, it is time. So, now I am breaking up publicly. I am breaking up with Worry. I am breaking up with her voice that second guesses everything I do and everything I am. I am breaking up with her doubt and insecurity. I am breaking up with the control she has over me. Worry is leaving. Jesus will be taking her place.