“Cast all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you.”
— an invitation I resist and welcome in turns.
Today I sensed something faint but profound: I am not required to earn peace. It unsettled me more than it comforted me. I am unsure why. Perhaps because my instinct is always to hold tightly, to strive, to manage outcomes.
To be held by God, I realized, is different. It does not demand performance or vigilance. It does not measure or tally. It simply supports, steadies, and accompanies.
I sat with that realization quietly. No conclusions arrived. No solutions offered. Just the awareness that striving is not the only way forward, and that being held is sufficient.
Perhaps this is what trust feels like: the willingness to release control, while knowing that presence remains.
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