My Greatest Stronghold: Worry And How It Kills Me.

At birth, we don’t worry. At that age we don’t even know what worry is.

As when we were kids, we didn't truly feel this pain called worry.

Now, just turning 22 yesterday and recognizing, damn I have truly worried since basically my whole life. But since 2020 it has literally dragged me from my house into a grave. I’m not joking either.

Think about the word “worry” Wo, wo in the Bible means An expression of grief or indignation.

Even speaking the name worry gives me a ton of anxiety. Typically someone that says I am worried about… You automatically know this isn’t going to be good news. “I’m worried my dad has cancer” “I’m worried I’m going to lose my job”

I have one thousand worries. One is, what happens when I die. That’s a very valid question. But why worry when it is fully out of my control.

What is in my control is to pray about that, which I have. I can stop doing wrongful things in my life. So yes, I am somewhat in control. But if I were to accidentally trip down the stairs tomorrow I then in that 0.1 seconds of me falling it is completely out of my control.