At the expense of sounding cliche, or sappy, or like a yuppie or any number of things, I often pull life lessons out of Chinese words. Today's lesson is brought to you by the letters w-o-r-r-y.
I'm a worrier. I usually assume someone has died if they're late. I guess that's why I've always related to the scripture, "Be still, and know that I am God." I can't tell you how many times that was the scripture I opened to when asking for guidance. Because I just. can't. be. still. I'm a firm believer in being the proactive creator of your own happiness, but there is no denying there is someone molding our lives into something much grander from a completely superior point of view. So why are we never still?
Lately I've been worried that I'll end up a fanny pack wearin', cat adoptin' full-blown spinster. I have a daaaaarling friend who's worried her perfect relationship is too perfect. Gooooorgeous friends who just want to see what the Master sees. It would be so simple, wouldn't it? It would answer so many prayers. So why don't we?
This is where Chinese can help all us poor souls who can't fight the urge to over-analyze. The Chinese word to worry, 擔心 (or danxin), means to take upon oneself your heart. Well, isn't that the whole point of the gospel? Someone was given to us to take upon our hearts and all the havoc they wreak. So when we worry, well... you can put it together. Maybe that's why there is constant reference to it in the scriptures. "Therefore, fear not, little flock; do good; let earth and hell combine against you, for if ye are built upon my rock, they cannot prevail."
The hardest person to put trust in sometimes, is someone you've never seen or heard. But he has the grand plan. He wants our happiness. He's provided a place for our hearts so that we don't have to carry the weight of them anymore.
I'm sure I'll worry again. Take that terrifying free fall of a leap of faith doubting still, till faith catches me, heart, body and mind and points me in a direction for the future without that heavy heart.