Stress, Worry, and Jesus

Some mornings I wake up worried about the future. Will we have enough money to support us? Will we get sick and lose everything? What will happen if this or that? On and on until I can't take anymore of the jabber in my head and bolt out of bed. It seems when I'm horizontal, worries expand until they engulf me, but once I'm vertical and moving around, they either disappear or at least fade a bit. Not sure why that is; maybe I feel vulnerable lying down and ready to tackle the world when I'm standing. A question for a psychologist, I guess.

Anyway, sometimes I rate whatever I'm stressed out about on a scale of 0 to 10, ten being the worst possible stress ever. And what I've discovered is most of my stressors rank from 0 to 2. Now, what I'm thinking is any stressor ranked 0 to 2 isn't worth worrying about and I should let it go. Furthermore, it makes no sense to worry about something ahead of time, nor is it worth worrying about when the actual situation is occurring, and to stress out about something after it's already happened is just plain illogical. So, don't worry, I tell myself. Sometimes these techniques help me.

But the thought that helps me the most about stress is what Jesus said in the book of Matthew. Don't worry about tomorrow, let it worry about itself. Today has enough problems on which to concentrate. I like that.