I don’t look for worry, but worry knows my number. She worms her way into my dreams. She captures my full attention before I know what’s happened. “Not now,” I moan. “Let me sleep.”

My dark dreams can take various shapes. Sometimes I’m back in school and can’t find my class until the day of the final exam. I walk into the exam totally unprepared.

Other times shadows of doom haunt me. Whatever the dream, worry is the common theme. Worry that I’m not prepared or that I lack what I need.

God’s reassured me that He’s bigger than my worries on many occasions. Here are some biblical pictures that have spoken to me.Continue Reading