My reactions to exhortations to “trust God and not worry” typically fall somewhere between mildly annoyed and raging fury. It feels so pithy and shallow. How exactly do we just *stop* being anxious and afraid? If only it were that simple. Life has me in a
My fire? Tacos ????
Saturday is great and all but I think Sunday is my soul mate ????
Have so much light that plants grow towards you ????
