efforts to stop worrying about... well, everything

so the past two weeks I have been stressed more than any other recent time. There have been things with church, and I have been working at least one job every day, including saturday and sunday. I have also been worrying about things like, what will I teach my tutoring students, what will I take for lunch since we are out of lunch meat, and, of course, silly little questions like, what will I do with the rest of my life, and is God really telling me to be a teacher, because maybe I misheard him, maybe.

But I realized last night as I was talking to Tom that I am a nitwit. I am worrying about what I am going to do with my life in completely the wrong arena. For example, why am I so worried? I have a wonderful husband. I have wonderful family and friends. I have a home (sort of). I have hopes of a dog. I am only 21 and I have already done the 70 hour a week career path and decided it is not for me. I already have a wonderful life with more direction than I like to give God credit for. I am going to keep telling myself all of this when I get all stressed out. I have nothing to be worried about except for how I am living my life, and maybe I need to slow down a little so I can get that part right.

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