And who of you by worrying can add one *hour to [the length of] his life? Matthew Ch 6 v 27- AMPV
Do you have the power to add time or take it away from your life? No. So why spend your days worrying about things beyond your control? Society has found a way to shape itself around control, giving us the illusion that we could control everything and it’s just not so. Dragging us down with daily worries and piling on a few governmental frustrations for good measure. A weight that we were not created to carry.
I use to be a worrywart. I never claimed anxiety, but to others I’m sure my actions were pretty anxious. I wanted to control the outcome of everything in my life. Until one day I couldn’t. Often, I heard people tell me to just give it to God. “It will be alright, just give it to him.” Surely, I can count on my fingers and toes how many times I’ve heard that. See, hearing it is easy but applying it maybe a test which takes an act of faith.
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen” (Heb. 11:1).
It was the spring of 2022, six weeks after having my son via emergency C-section. I went in for what I thought was a routine check-up, and the doctor hit me with the news of high blood pressure. She was as shocked as I was. Looking back through my logs, she noted that when I left the hospital, I had no high blood pressure nor high cholesterol, even after being under her care for an extended week post-surgery. she thought it was strange.
By this point, stress had completely taken over. I felt like curling up in a corner and crying, but anyone who knows me knows I’m an OG, and OGs don’t fold! LOL, just kidding. Then the nurse came in and made it worse by saying, “Mrs. Ware, I’m going to send in your prescription for your pressure pills. Make sure to take them as instructed.” I looked at her like, “Whaaaattt?” and said, “I don’t even like taking pain pills when needed. It’ll definitely be a challenge taking a pill daily! How long will I need to take them?” She replied, “You’ll have to be on them maybe forever or possibly lose weight to see if that helps.” Without hesitation, I said, “No, ma’am,” and immediately rejected the diagnosis.
I went home, worried my mom and husband so much about my numbers that my mom gave me her blood pressure machine. I would spend nights waking my husband up with the sound of the machine because every time I got up to feed our son, I was checking my numbers. Eventually, I grew tired of it. Tired of constantly checking, stressing about my pressure being too high, and then at one point, too low. I started drinking hibiscus tea three times a day, trying to avoid taking the pills, but it all just became too overwhelming.
One evening, I sat at my desk, completely exhausted from the day, and began reading my Bible, opening up to God in prayer. I mumbled about how I had been eating healthy and trying everything online that claimed to fix this issue. I was doing all the physical “work” to bring forth my healing. Then, I stumbled upon Jeremiah 17:10, where God tells Jeremiah He judges the heart and the reins (kidneys). Conviction hit me. I was in tears, crying uncontrollably and the OG had left the room. The scales of pride came down from my eyes because I knew I wasn’t always innocent. I’m a blood bought believer, but I also had to acknowledge in every situation I am not the victim. Just Imperfect striving to be whole….
Here I am spending weeks at a time reviewing over my life, remembering things that I had never repented of, never parted my lips to take accountability for or people I had not forgiven. Those weeks turned to months, but the time quickly helped me analyze my heart posture. God is really a merciful God. He’s truly a righteous judge who reviews all evidence in his court and still rules in our favor. Not giving us truly what we deserve. His mercy endures forever.
As time went on, I felt the weight of worry begin to lift. So much so I was just carrying on with life as if I didn’t have the high blood pressure diagnoses. It was almost as if I forgot. One day, after overeating and indulging in high sodium sausages, something urged me to check my blood pressure. When I finally checked, it read 117/82. I was completely amazed! I received healing that I asked for, and the credit didn’t go to the teas, or the pills not even cutting back on the food.
I share my testimony not to boast or brag, but to remind you that we are all children of God. He has given us access to healing. The veil has been torn! Direct access to the throne room through Jesus Christ. We are spiritual beings living in flesh bodies. Not everything can be fixed physically, but the physical can serve as a temporary aid. Sometimes, it requires overcoming worry, practicing accountability, repentance. and faith. Literally laying your burdens at the feet of Jesus and trusting Him to handle them. Whether it’s financial struggles, material troubles (car, housing, etc.), or worrying about your next meal, lay it at His feet with sincerity. He will take care of it. The answer may not come overnight, but don’t stop petitioning the Judge; He will rule in your favor.
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