Worry

I was listening to music just before and someone sang something like “all those wasted hours worrying about the hours ahead.”
I really did like that.  Those that know me know I am not given to worry.  I am thankful for that. 
I have seen the negative effect worry can have.  It seems worry is speculation as to what might happen.  It is creating all sorts of negative scenarios.  It is right to consider what may happen and to have contingencies in place, but it seems wrong to build on negative imaginings that have no foundations.
To me there is a huge difference between worry and concern.  Last week a friend of ours had a stroke while driving and crashed their car.  Merril was briefly in tears as the realization dawned there would be no flowers from her on the communion table.  I had trouble holding back the tears too. 
It was not due to worry but love for a friend.  Last week was one of those weeks.  I got a phone call from a friend telling me someone I worked closely with was killed in a car accident.  Merril and I also attended a funeral of a friend.  Another friend had a stroke and is in hospital.
We want the best for all we know but sometime unexpected bad things happen.
Lately I have been big on choice.  I have felt very strongly that if something is to happen in my life I choose what I do.  It can be incredibly mundane but I am into just doing it.
I feel it is the same with choice.  I let those effected know I care and pray about things.  I feel at that point I have done all I can and there is no point worrying.  As long as I have done what I think is the thing to do worry will not add to it but can subtract from it.
Works for me anyway.