"The Age of Worry"

I bought John Mayer's new album today. It is lovely, and different for him. I love music. I always have. My dad is a big reason why. My dad, and Jesus. I was knitted together with music inside me. And I was blessed with a dad whom God would use to encourage me musically and introduce me to all different kinds of sounds.

And so I sat today, and got lost in the sounds. I danced with the girls and smiled big smiles while listening to new songs. It was wonderful. Music makes me incredibly happy.

But there is always that one song on an album that gets played more than the rest. That one song you love more than all the others. I've played that song over twenty times today. It is quietly drumming on right now as I type. It's everything I love in a song. Dramatic beats in key spots. Subtle complexities. Unsuspecting instruments. And lyrics that sing to my heart.

"Alive in the age of worry. Smile in the age of worry. Go out in the age of worry. And say 'worry, why should I care?!'"

I heard that, and then I immediately heard this, "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matt. 6:34

Ain't that the truth.

And today did not discriminate. It brought plenty of its own trouble....

Isaak took a trip to the DMV again to try and get that new title so we can ship Africar. But, in order to get a new title, you have to have a DC drivers license. We don't have DC drivers licenses. In order to get a DC drivers license you have to show proof of residence. And the only approved proof of residency they accept is utilities bills. None of which we have because we live on base and the military pays that.

So, in short, we can't ship Africar because we don't have a proper title. Can't get a proper title because we don't have a DC drivers license. Can't get DC license because we can't show acceptable proof of residency.

Hmm. Well, that's quite the predicament.

But, I'm not gonna worry. In fact, I'm going to smile, right in the face of all the worry that would love nothing more than to slap that smile right off my face. And just to make it perfectly clear to worry that he's not running my show, I'm gonna throw in a shoulder shrug just to rub it in.

I don't know how all these little details are gonna get worked out. But I know they're gonna. And so before the curtain closes on our time in DC I am pitching another memorial in recognition that God provides. He is in every detail. Even these ones. There is no detail of our lives that is too inconsequential for God. It all matters to Him. And He will provide and bring answers and wisdom and open doors and grant favor....just like He's done before.

So I will not cave to worry. I will keep my eyes on the Lord. I will delight in the Lord's provision. Even the provision He hasn't provided yet. I will smile, and shrug my shoulders, and hit "repeat" while I sing out....

"Alive in the age of worry. Rage in the age of worry. Sing out in the age of worry. And say, 'worry, get out of here!'"-"Age of Worry" by John Mayer