In a recent blessing, I was reminded of the of the lilies of the field, and how mindful God is of everything and everyone. C Jane reminds us with humor and wit to trust in the Lord in this post from June 2007.

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The point of this post is to tell you not to worry.

Don’t worry about ___________. (Fill in the blank!)

Because it will all work out. I know, because it always does. I mean it always does. Even when—especially when– it doesn’t look like it’s going to.

It did today.

I was woken up rather early. Someone called me at like a quarter to eight. Did you hear me? I said “Someone called me at like a quarter to eight.” Not even the birds are awake at such an ungodly hour and I am sorry if you think I profane.

Though I pretended like I was pleasantly awake, “Oh hello!” I cheerfully answered, like I had just gone for a morning jog which you would never see me do unless it involved hell and freezing and over.

But no matter how hard we think we are fooling the person on the other end of such a phone call, they always know you are half-asleep. And then the apologies, “Were you sleeping? Oh my gosh! Did I just wake you up? I am so sorry! I am so sorry (and repeat)” which only makes it all the worse because firstly, it is the start of the day and already you aren’t fooling anyone, and secondly YOU ARE LAZY.

“No no. I was just going to get up.” I calmed the caller down. Partly true, I was “just going to get up” in a couple hours, or so. But by the end of our brief conversation, I still had not convinced the person that their waking me up was actually fortuitous. In full disclosure, I didn’t believe that myself. And so we ended the call like many have for centuries (or one century, or whatever) of early morning, awkward, unintended, wake-up calls.

Caller: Go back to sleep ok? I am sorry. Sleep well. Sorry again.

Me: No, no really it’s ok. I am up and might as well get going!

Caller: Shhhhhh (whispers) Good night!

And then it was time to make a very important decision. Go back to bed, or stay up and do laundry. Well, what decision would you under such critical circumstances?

And so it was that I went back to bed and slept “like a rock” until my “natural alarm clock” woke me up. And I don’t know who I am quoting here, but I had “stars in my eyes.” Seriously, I saw them in the mirror. If you are imagining five-pointed stars you are wrong. They were more like asterisks. But thanks for playing.

Shortly after that, I went out and saw a letter for me in my mailbox. My namesake in Arizona had painted me a picture of Raggedy Ann with an apron full of little birdies. Underneath the picture was a caption that read “A bundle of birds! Love, Jane.”

After lunch a young woman in my ward stopped by with her new car. A couple of weeks ago some short-sighted man crushed her Civic—a sweet sixteen present. With the insurance money she bought a black Jeep Cherokee “what I really wanted” she said as we drove around the block. “But the best part of all is that it came with THIS!” a huge sub-woofer in the back. She attached her I-Pod and soon I could feel bass rhythms in my chest. IN MY CHEST! What fun! Did I already say IN MY CHEST?

I sprawled on my lawn chair in the sun (stomach down) and read for an hour. I drank a Perrier and tried apple chips. Then went back to work at the computer.

Later that evening I saw a need to phone “the caller” back for an unresolved issue. “I worried all day” the caller said about waking me up so many hours previous. “No worries. No worries. I had a nice day.” I said, staring at the new arrangement of pillows on my couch. I was right, turquoise is dashing against a chocolate brown.

And my laundry was clean, folded and put away for another day.

So you see from this small example, I admonish you to stop worrying.

Still worrying? Then try to consider the lilies of the field.

“And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:

And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?

(For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.

But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you.

Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.” ”“Matthew 6:28-34