Hakuna Matata! No Worries! It’s a motto I want to live by.
Sometimes I think of the movie “Sleepless in Seattle.” It’s usually when I am in my bed with my eyes wide open hoping that sleep will come. Those are times of worry and frustration. I worry about my son. I miss my grandchildren. I wonder why I ever left my home in Little Rock. I wonder if I will ever find my way around Macon neighborhoods. I worry about having a kidney transplant. I worry about not having a kidney transplant.
And I am not really a worrier!
Always in times like these, the scripture in Matthew 6 comes to mind:
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 than food, and the body more 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? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers 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—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.
How true it is that each day has enough trouble of its own! I think it’s usually a choice we have to make: refusing to worry about tomorrow. Hakuna Matata!