My wife told me a story the other day that I think is very appropriate for today. “I remember when my dad was teaching me to fish and I would cast out the line. I would wait maybe a minute and then jerk on the line and reel it in looking for a fish. I kept this up (of course until daddy took my pole away from me). At that time I hadn't developed the patience required for fishing.” That's the same with worry. Throw it out there and wait for God. The only thing We'll pull back in is the victory.
