finding god in stress-eating brownie bites


Brownies are pretty much my undoing. Brownie bites are even worse. They’re so small, it’s totally fine to have three, or four, or five…

Last night I found myself unreasonably worried about pretty much everything unimportant but irritating. We’d just dropped a small chunk of cash getting an earlier flight back home from a wedding, with the hope that Monday would go a little smoother. I’d just told my coworkers I would go to an event later in the week, forgetting that I had Bible study that same night. My dog sitter was going to be late. We had a plumber coming the next day (during a characteristically huge window of time) to fix our master toilet for the second time. I hadn’t done my next blog post. It was supposed to be a recipe, and I had exactly zero of the necessary ingredients or energy to prepare it.

And so there I was, standing at my kitchen counter, waffling over all the things, eating my weight in brownie bites. When I came out of the fog and realized how anxious I was feeling, I then started being anxious about being anxious, especially over such trivial things when my life was actually really great.

There’s a saying circulating around the Christian parts of Pinterest: Don’t say God has been silent if your Bible has been closed. Mine had been closed for three days.

It’s so apparent from Jesus’ words that he didn’t come to Earth for us to be paralyzed with anxiety.

Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?  Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

Matthew 6:25-27

When I realized how long it had been since I’d read my Bible, a wave of comfort washed over me. Oh, right. I’m not alone. I remembered those words from Matthew in the shower and felt the stress fall away with the dirt and sweat of the day. The things that were niggling at me were nothing in comparison to my family, my health, and especially my faith.

I like how John Piper put it: “Anxiety is an emotion. It is not a decision. We don’t decide to get anxious. It happens to us.” When the stresses of day-to-day life get to us, we are not alone — and God can help us with two solutions: relieving our anxiety and helping us the problems we face, no matter how small they might be. 1 Peter says, “Cast all your anxiety on him, for he cares for you.” He cares for the sparrow, and so he cares for us.

As I write this post, it’s Sunday night. I’m in my jammies with a hot cup of tea. And as soon as I schedule this post, I’m cracking my Bible back open.

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