Sometimes I sit alone, worrying about my life. Maybe I’m not the best I can be. Am I reaching my potential? I push the thoughts away and go on with my busy schedule. I arrange a bouquet of flowers from the garden for a sick friend, make a potato casserole for a funeral, volunteer at the school, or weed the garden. But all the time I’m thinking that I can’t succeed and I’m not making a difference anywhere.
During these times, I pray and ask for help. I sit in the sunny garden and reflect on carefree days—like picking wild flowers as a child.I focus on doing for others. Little things, saying ‘hi’ to a neighbor or answering an email from a friend. Maybe I’ll make a new face book friend or call my daughter. I review the scripture I read this morning, and I bring to mind the spirit I felt.
I remember a quote I like by Eleanor Roosevelt.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Soon, I’m filled up with love inside—love for Heavenly Father and love of the Spirit for helping me feel better. I spill over with gratitude and can hardly contain the thankfulness that engulfs me.
What have I done to help myself feel better? I’ve connected with my world, my friends, my family, and most importantly, my God. Why can’t I remember not to worry about life? I don’t know. Then I think about Corrie ten Boom.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.
And I remember to be strong just for today.