“Do not let your hearts be troubled.  Trust in God, trust also in Me.” ~ John 14:1

For the past year and a half, I have been pretty much keeping a sharp eye on my caffeine intake.  For the nine months I was pregnant, I was very mindful of not drinking more than the recommended amount.  And after my little boy was born and I discovered that his tolerance to caffeine was almost non-existent (after I had a cup of uber-delicious hot chocolate and then spent the night standing by his crib, begging him to sleep), I’ve gone off of it almost completely.

So over the last few weeks, I’ve carefully experimented with adding in a little, here and there.  A soda every now and then, or maybe a cup of tea.  I just wasn’t brave enough to go all out and have a full-fledged latte.

Until yesterday.

And unfortunately, it was an accident.  I ordered a decaf one, but I could feel the caffeine kick in as soon as I was finished.  And for the rest of the afternoon, and evening, and well into the night, I was wide-wide-wide awake.

And I learned something about myself during those hours as the clocked continued ticking its way toward morning – the things I cook up to worry about in the middle of the night are often ridiculous.  Obviously, if you’re lying awake, you’ve got to be thinking about something.  And more often than not, it’s going to be something that worries or troubles you.  But I’m learning that rarely is optimum thinking happening at this time.  It’s more like a collection of random, disconnected ideas and made-up worries.

That isn’t to say that there aren’t things that really do keep us up at night with worry.  Over the last year, I have experienced many of these nights, staring at the ceiling and trying to solve all of my problems on almost no sleep.  But it’s at these times that I think we are most vulnerable to the worst kind of worry – the pointless kind about things we can’t control.  I think the enemy targets our mind and bombards us with thoughts about instances and situations that are far beyond our reach and plagues our minds with worry about them.  And when we’re worrying about all of these things, we’re also trying to take control.  And in order to take control of something that isn’t in our control, we must be trying to take that control from someone – or, as is usually the case, from Someone.

You see, by spending precious hours fretting and stewing up things that are beyond the scope of our influence, we are essentially telling God that He doesn’t have it all under control and that He needs our help to solve the problem.  In the light of day, that sounds ridiculous, but under the cloak of night it can almost be believable.

Next time you are tempted to sit up and worry about something that you can do zero about, hand it over to God.  I can assure you, He doesn’t want His children panicking over something they can’t do anything about.  It’s a waste of time and energy.  So let God do the thinking and worrying, so that you can do what you should be doing – which is resting in the knowledge that your Creator has everything under control.