This blogpost is supposed to be purely a travel post but I’m convinced to share with you my thoughts on worrying. 

I love to worry. Maybe this is worst habit I couldn’t let go easily. I didn’t consider myself as a “worrier” until early this year when my mind has been jumbling with various thoughts that disrupts my behavior. I guess it was a blind spot before. During idle moments, I take a slight pause and worry about things that aren’t happening yet. In short, I worry too much about the “future.” I think in advance too much that it crosses beyond borders. I agonize about my future marriage, future family, future home, future life, etc. etc. etc. The list goes on and on and on until one day I prayed to God, “the battle of the anxious mind has to be treated seriously.”

The past few days, messages in church and my quiet moments with the bible have been speaking to me clearly about one thing, “Stop worrying!” wow! That was striking. I am not kidding about how God speaks to me directly. He seriously hears my prayers, whether it’s a whisper or a loud calling. I never lost my faith in Him but it was such a shame belittling Him because of my lousy worries. Hearing straightforward bible passages and church messages made me feel like a crazy overthinking lady that needed to be delivered. In the middle of realizations, I asked myself “Do I really trust God?” Of course the answer is yes. It was just an honest struggle when you are faced to the real world.

Matthew 6:25-34 says, “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that 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, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

 This long verse is strong enough to be reminded of God’s incredible love for me. His love and my family’s love should be more than enough to give me peace. Looking back, His faithful love have been proven countless times in my life. Gosh, what was I thinking? Why am I so stubborn thinking I can control everything from my anxious thoughts? Therefore, I quit from worrying. I acknowledge it’s a struggle but I need to reinforce my faith and put my trust in God.

On a lighter note, let me give you a quick tour of my Palawan trip with the best family in the world. A short third part of my Travel Palawan series posts.

So… We rode the van to Mitra’s ranch after stopping by to see the crocodiles.

There wasn’t anything to do, only to see. A view of nature’s smiling wonders. We stayed for a while for some goofy photos and left the place right after.

At Baker’s Hill, the bake shop was the center of attention.

Boxes of hopia to take home to Manila.

Mom and I couldn’t resist what we saw. Choco caramel cake worth Php 20.

For O, he didn’t get anything at the bake shop but got something from the “isaw stand (chicken intestine).”

This photo reminded me how tiny we are compared to the big love of God for us. If O’s love for me is at the superlative level, how much more God’s love for me. His romance is just matchless:)

With the joy in my heart from God’s gracious love, I wanna sing and dance “Hakuna Matata,” which also means “no worries.” 😉

Have a blessed weekend foodies!

Cheers,