Stop Choosing To Worry

Stop Choosing To Worry

"I believe God is managing affairs and that He doesn't need any advice from me. With God in charge, I believe everything will work out for the best in the end. So what is there to worry about." - Henry Ford
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Good old stress. Every college student knows it all too well, especially with finals right around the corner (along with about 10 papers/projects we haven't done yet). I worry about basically everything. I worry myself sick at times. I worry if I'll get stuff done in time. I worry if I'm even doing it right, even though I've already written about a thousand papers. I worry about if I'll get into graduate school. I worry about what graduate schools to apply to. I worry about when I'll meet my future husband. You get the picture. You may have even felt some anxiety just by reading it.

In recent weeks, my anxiety has spiked at different points. It always goes away, but there have been at least three times in the past couple of weeks where I have actually cried because of the stress. Most of the time it's because I tend to complicate things that are fairly simple. I'm kind of an obnoxious person so everything I do is kind of obnoxious. I over-analyze and over-think just about everything. I would be lying if I said that I didn't want this semester to end. I am actually 100 percent desiring for this semester to end. I'm ready to forget all the emotionally trying times this semester has brought me through.

Anyway, in all of my human disaster, I started realizing something. It all started one Sunday when I woke up at 3:30 in the morning. I have insomnia as well, so there will be weeks at a time where I might get an hour or two of sleep per night. That particular morning, I made a promise that if I didn't fall back asleep, I would go on the roof of one of the dorm buildings and watch the sunrise, which is one of my favorite parts of creation. Needless to say, I did not fall back asleep. So, as quietly as I could, I grabbed my snuggie and my phone and made my way to the roof around 5:45. I put on some worship music and just sat there under the stars. Within the next hour, the sun slowly started to rise. I started to see birds flying around and I was reminded of Matthew 6:26, "Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?" I laughed to myself as I found myself wishing I was a bird so I didn't have to worry. It was then that I felt God speak to my heart. He told me that I don't have to be a bird not to worry. I can be me and not worry. He also brought back to my mind Romans 8:15, "For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!”

You see, when you realize that God is your Father and that you are His child, you begin to actually know that you will be cared for. Do you ever doubt that your parents will show up or not house you? Probably not. They are your parents. Taking care of you is, more or less, their job. If that's the case, then why do I doubt that God, my Heavenly Father, will not be faithful to His promises that He has made towards me. If I'm truly His child, why do I have to worry? I don't. I choose to worry. And that, my friends, came as a shock to me. I'm choosing to worry? Why would I choose something that is so unhealthy? I choose to worry when I forget who my Father is. I choose to worry when I forget who I am in Christ. I choose to worry when I forget that all of His promises are true and He is faithful to complete them.

When God brought that to my attention, it was the most freeing thing to ask for His forgiveness and ask Him to cause His peace to guard my heart and mind. Do I still struggle to not worry about everything? Heck yes. But surrender is a daily thing. I will not get it perfect the first time. I will learn day-by-day to let it all go and let Christ take full control. After all, He purchased an abundant life for me, not a worry-filled life. So the next time you find yourself filled with worry, I encourage you to remind yourself of who God is and who you are in Him. I encourage you, as the semester comes to a close and the summer begins, to choose to believe what God has promised He will complete. Until then, occupy yourself with the Kingdom work that's right in front of you.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.
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Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.


7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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Being Sick In College Is A Real Struggle

Being sick in college is definitely not as fun as having a sick day in middle school or high school.

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Something that I have had to deal with multiple times these past two semesters is being sick while in school. It can be a real pain especially depending on what type of sickness it is. I have had tonsillitis, mono, and I'm pretty sure I also had the flu.

Being at school and away from home can make being sick worse because there is nobody to take of you such as your parents. Another thing is having to make the decision to get the rest that your body needs in order to feel better or staying on top of your assignments to avoid falling behind. My parents will always tell me to get a good night's sleep so my body can feel better the next day. However, sometimes I will feel more stress if my work isn't getting done and I feel like I'm falling behind and leaving things to get done in the last minute.

Currently, I am sick now and the past few days haven't been easy, but I still attended all my classes so I wouldn't miss any material or assignments that were given. I usually end up feeling the worst at night when trying to fall asleep, and by that time the doctors are not present at the student health center. Even though my health is important I usually don't like taking too much time out of my day to go to the health center to see a doctor. Some days I don't really have much free time before the evening.

I don't believe I have been over-exerting myself, but I don't want to just stay in my bed all day and sleep, even though that may be what is best for me. Most professors will be understanding if I email them and provide them a doctor's note as well, but I also just got back from a conference where I had to miss two days of classes next week.

I have been trying to keep hydrated so that way my body can fight the sickness. Also, I have been told if you stay hydrated you can flush the virus out of your body quicker.

Eating can also be a pain when you have a sore throat, for the past couple of days I have tried to have some soup in order to help. Most meals I would have to force myself to eat something of substance in order to give my body some type of energy in order to get through the day. It's also never fun not being able to breathe out of your nostrils. If it wasn't my nose being stuffed, then it would be constantly runny so there was no winning that battle.

Looking back, I probably should have done a bit more work over spring break in order to get ahead in the case that something like this would happen. I wanted my break to be exactly that, a break. After not being home for a few months I just wanted some time off to relax.

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