“Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere.” Glenn Turner
W hittles tirelessly away; making shards of my soul.
O verpowered by the width and depth of my fears.
R estricting peace, hope, and my very breath.
R eveals the “You of little faith” that I am.
Y ielding my illusion of control to God’s perfect plan is the only remedy.