Luke 12:22, 27-28
I tend to worry. I’m what you would maybe call a perfectionist? I don’t like to admit it, but I am just that. I want everything to be just right, so when it comes to my wedding day I want everything to be SUPER perfect.
Just last night, my friend Emily, Zane and I were sitting on my living room floor putting wine torches together when I asked Zane if he had gone with his mom to get the porta-potties situated. He said he didn’t but then asked me if his mom had told me what was going on with the farm (where the wedding is taking place). I said that she hadn’t and immediately felt my heart start to race. What is he about to tell me? He shared that the ideas we had for parking and the tent were no longer or may not tangible because of the owners concerns with the grounds being wet and the cars blocking his barn. Well now what? What are we supposed to do? That’s the only rational place to put the tent and that’s the only good place to park cars!! **INITIATE PANIC MODE** Zane, being as sweet as he is, tried to calm me down. He could see the panic rising in my face and tried to comfort me by saying everything would be fine. That this is just a minor setback and it’ll all work out. My reaction was not very receptive of this way of thinking. My mind started to race, trying to solve these problems and in doing so, I only made things worse for myself. Even now as I’m typing this, I can feel my jaw start to clench.
After Emily left, Zane and I began creating the seating arrangements. Guys, that was not an enjoyable process, let me tell you. I was still feeling anxious about the tent and parking situation and now Zane and I are trying to figure out who is sitting with who at which table and where the tables will be placed. Ugh… Now, on top of all this is the financial aspect… I used the envelope method; which is assigning envelopes for different expenses and putting the cash needed for that particular bill in the corresponding envelope. I only needed 3 envelopes which came to a grand total of $676.00. Not a lot of money compared to what we’ve already spent, but still… its more that we want to spend anymore. You get to a point where you become financially exhausted as well. As I came into work today, I got a phone call from the tent rental people asking when they can meet with me (today) at the farm to start setting up the tent. Well, I haven’t figured that out since last night so here we go again with the panicking! Then I remembered what money I owe him and that piled on top of my panic. When will this end?!
I sat down at my desk and received a text from my mentor quoting Luke 12:22, 27-28 and the text read “I was praying for you this morning and this is the verse that came up! My prayer is that you will find joy in these last few days of singlehood. Trust God in the details! We love you! It is going to be a great weekend :)” She had no idea how needed this was this morning. Following her text was a handful of other texts reading similar statements of prayers and Godly wisdom. THEN! On my desk at work, I found 1: my much needed paycheck **whew** and 2: a card envelope that read “To Mr. and Mrs. Zane Smith”. I opened the card and inside was a hundred dollar bill. $100 may not seem like much these days but today, it felt like a million. Here comes the waterworks!
God knows exactly what we need when we need it. “Then Jesus said to his disciples: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear…. Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith!”