Zacchaeus Complex

“Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought (do not worry) for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat (food), and the body than raiment (clothes)? Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?”

Matthew 6:25-27

As people, we worry about all sorts of things. We watch the news or read our social media feed and begin to worry about our safety, health or finances. Because of this worry, we hoard things and buy numerous rolls of toilet paper and multiple pounds of rice that may take years to use. We have lately even seen people try to hoard gasoline in plastic bags. Common sense flies out the window when we worry and fear, and we forget that we have a Heavenly Father who is faithful to meet all of our needs.

As a kid growing up, it is safe to say that I was not the tallest kid in school. There was a girl in my class who was shorter than me, but everyone else was taller. I guess I never saw it as a drastic drawback until I watching basketball and saw the tall players gliding around and dunking basketballs. My goal was to simply touch the net, but these giants were jumping and dunking the ball with ease. I imagined various ways to grow taller, and I thought drinking milk might be the ticket but I was not too fond of the white stuff. I thought about hanging from my closet to see if my legs would stretch out like Gumby, but I lacked the coordination to even know how to attempt such a feat. I would dream of dunking a basketball, but my alarm clock dashed those dreams, and I was forced to go back to the drawing board.

When I entered middle school, the other boys would discuss growing pains. It was like they were speaking Greek as I never experienced such pains. My legs never hurt and it also seemed that they never grew. I felt like I was the same size I was when I was younger, and the only thing that seemed to grow was my waist line. I wanted to be tall, but it was not in the genetics for me. Now, I am the exact same height as my dad, and all the worrying I did about growing taller did me no good. My growth plates were set in stone, and I am the exact height that God wanted me to be. I have never dunked a basketball, but I have ample leg room on a plane. I am not ever the tallest one in the room (including my own home), but I do not have to duck when there are short doorways. I easily fit in a small car, and people often underestimate me because of my height instead of overestimating me. I no longer worry about being tall, and I am even grateful that I am not.

What do you worry about? Finances? Getting sick? Safety? Do you take your worries to the Lord? Do you cast those worries at His feet? Matthew 11:28 states, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Worrying often shows a lack of trust in God as we try to control the world around us instead of submitting and trusting in His sovereign will. God is faithful to meet all of our needs, and He even fills our cup up to the brim. Will you carry with you the worries of the world, or will you trust in the One who is eternally faithful? I still have not grown an inch since I was 16, but I find rest that I am who God designed and created me to be. May we place our faith and trust in God, and may we place at His feet the burdens we were never meant to worry about.

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