The Anxious.

You who are anxious,
Where is your faith?

You pace back and forth before the throne of God.
Your eyes are closed; Your hands cover your ears,
And you constantly yell,

"If only! If only!"

You desire a round two in your fight with what is now the past.
Your heart yells at your mind,
And your mind yells back.

The Lord sits on the throne,
Patiently watching your impatience.

You cry out to God to answer, then you cover your ears so you can't hear it!
Stop your nonsense!
Sit down and be quiet!
Take your hands off your ears and listen!
Look who you're talking to!

Look up at the sky.
The stars obey His every command.
Look over there!
The ocean also obeys! The tide cannot go passed that point.
Look! the mountains! they obey too!

Do they fear? Do they worry?
No, for they obey the one who created them.

But you,
You do not obey.

The Lord says "come" and you say "NO!"
You say "My situation is too overwhelming to speak to You!"

What foolishness!
Sit and learn.

What the Lord allows,
You should too, for it has gained His approval.

What more do you need?
Is it not enough?