I could not but be anxious as the fuel scarcity came back like a bad dream over the weekend and persisted.
Yesterday (Monday) evening, I reluctantly left work with an empty tank hoping to get some from any of the ‘at-least’ four fuel stations between my work place and the kids’ school.
Not minding my colleagues’ assurances of…’don’t worry, it’s a Toyota, it’ll take you home and back, even if there is traffic’…I kept darting worried glances at the fuel gauge as it snaked its way towards the ‘E’ mark.
(May I ‘quickly’ add that you should never deliberately use up your car’s fuel reserve?)
The dreadful amber LED by the fuel gauge soon came on, willed into being by my worried glances halfway home..further reinforcing the state of my fuel tank, and my heart. The unusually long traffic did not help in the least and I could not but be anxious, still.
To compound my anxiety woes, there were painfully long queues at all the fuel stations, vehicle owners impatiently crowding the roadsides, waiting for the evasive and calculating pump attendants…we couldn’t join any of the long queues, so we got home beyond-empty, you know what I mean?
Needless to say that this morning, I was scared shitless that the car was going to stop halfway to work so much that I could not resist echoing my thoughts out loud. And I even contemplated dropping the car at home and making use of a cab to get us around.
‘Mummy, remember what I told you on Sunday?’
‘Do not be anxious…about anything…and whatever you ask God, he’ll do it for you’
Be anxious for nothing, whatever you ask God, He’ll do for you
‘So what has that got to do with the empty state of the petrol tank, dear?’
I know. I know. I just wanted to get into his mind and maybe find a bit of familiar comfort for my anxious mind.
‘Pray to God now, and the car will get you to work before stopping.’
I must be going out of my mind or my faith simply needs a little bit of work…like getting the faith engine serviced with quarts of ‘fresh’ oil (pun intended) in the form of my boy’s grand faith in God’s ability to keep the car moving for another 30mins+ without fuel.
Be anxious…for nothing, not even for fuel. Or the next meal. Or clothing. Or shelter. Or the coming exam. Or children. Or the desired career change. Or the impending medical test. Or job. Or food. Be anxious. Not.
Sounds cliche but it is as true as it is logical.
WHAT BEING ANXIOUS FAILS TO ACHIEVE
- Fails to increase the fuel level in the car
- Fails to put food in the fridge, clothes in the closet, etc
- Fails to eliminate the stressor
What we are anxious about would not disappear by worrying…the problems won’t go away but it would invite more
problems folks to come party with it and they would in turn come hand in hand with fear.
WHAT BEING ANXIOUS DOES TO THE BODY
- Heightens our sense of awareness in an unhealthy manner
- Stirs up feelings of dread or fear or even doom
- Increases heartbeat, etc
While anxiety is normal and we all definitely experience this at one point or the other, allowing it get the better of us is detrimental to our well-being, all-round. Research says anxiety adversely affects our bodies, mind and brain. So it really does no good.
Knowing and accepting that worrying changes nothing would condition our mind to just let it go…squash it before it consumes us and LEARN to trust in Him who is able to make it all right even though it may be hard or seem impractical or unreasonable at times -depending on the situation…regardless of the situation.
And in case you want to know…no, the car/engine didn’t stall on me. God definitely hears the little words of faith of little ones even if the parents’ faith needs a little bit of servicing.
So, in D1’s voice…be anxious for nothing…have faith (and/that) whatever you ask of God this month of March, he’ll definitely do it for you.