I recently found myself in a comment "conversation" with another blogger about worrying. She made the comment that "hey, I could get hit by the beer truck tomorrow and it'd all be over anyway, so why worry, right? Still hard not to, though!"
I think the difference is that with the bus scenario, at least I wouldn't have time to worry. There I would be, walking down the street, minding my own business. And let's be honest, I'd probably be worrying about something completely different. Maybe the off-spring, my health, the health of the Man of the House, the economy, or biological warfare. Maybe I'd be worrying about where the beef for the burger I just ate actually came from. Was it treated humanely? how much bovine hormone and antibiotics did I take in with my bacon and cheese? not to mention the cheese. Oh, and the bacon. Whatever. You get the picture. I would be worrying about something. And then, out of nowhere - BAM!! Bus. And then none of the worrying about any of the rest of it would matter.
That's the point:
How much time do we spend worrying? How much of what we worry about never even happens? So we worried about - you guessed it - NOTHING! Worrying isn't going to stop the things that will happen from happening. And it isn't going to take care of them if they do happen.
So, sure, I could spend my days worrying about crime, super viruses, and a long list of other things. Or, I can try to stop worrying. I can focus on fixing or preventing the things I can do something about. And I can trust God to deal with the rest of it.
(Thanx to Cindy @ Everyday Underwear for the inspiration!)