Greetings from this End-of-July post! I can’t believe I went more than a month since updating this blog. Here’s a quick snapshot of everything that has gone down since mid-June:
- Stressed out about work and finances.
- Got more work. Realized stressing doesn’t help.
- Remembered the verses found in Matthew 6:25-34; got embarrassed by how quick I am to worry.
- Turned 26! Celebrated it in Universal Studios, refusing to leave the Harry Potter section.
- Oh yeah, lost my health insurance because of said birthday. Hurray for growing up…
- Got a COTTON CANDY MAKER from my brother and his wife for my birthday.
- Practically became a Pokemon master.
- Decided to install
woodlaminate floors in our living room and dining room! Russ is actually in the process of installing it.
- Russ got a bunch of contract work these next few weeks. And I got a bunch of ongoing contract work. Again, I am embarrassed about all the worrying I did this past month.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.