Here lies Worry and his sister Anxious. There just wasn't room for them anymore and they were laid to rest. Where did I bury them? At the foot of a cross, the cross. And as I lay them to rest, I felt the hand of my real friend, the One, True friend, the hand of God, on my shoulder. I think He was pleased. He is always whispering in my ear, Trust Me, Trust Me. And I do trust Him. That is why I'm throwing the dirt on this grave and walking away hand in hand with my Savior. I want to honor Him with my life and those guys were weighing me down. Now I am more free to do just that.
Yes, I know in this world there will be troubles, but with my Savior, I can handle them head on with confidence.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
I've had to ask myself, Do I really believe that?
And as I stand at the dirt mound holding the shovel handle, I say, "Yes!"
Do you need to kill and bury something today. . .go ahead, there is a plot ready right next to mine.