As the escalator transported me to the waiting area of the airport, I could not help, but notice the movement of people all over the place in anticipation for their flight. As I watched their movements, I saw a mirror of exactly what was going on in my mind– I had a lot to think about, a lot to decide, many problems to solve– my head was spinning. I don’t know exactly how my legs found their way to a seat, but they did, and I only stared at my fingers, deep in thoughts. The delay of the plane added to my distress, and I didn’t realize when my heavy frustrated sigh mumbled the statement, “Life is full of a lot.”
“Yet it’s only four letters!” The young man seated by me, who I hadn’t noticed earlier, cheerfully exclaimed. I ignored him, however, managed to give him a wry smile, and continued to ponder on issues.
“How could someone who promised you the world suddenly decide to bring hell to your peace? How is mama going to feel after her current medication? Will the bank take ownership of my remaining assets? What do I do?” The questions which had filled my mind were unconsciously exhaled. Unaware of this, I mumbled on and on, “I can’t believe he actually left me standing at the altar, ripped off and alone, then, ran off, and oh, mama’s poor heart, she couldn’t take it, she had to get a stroke! Our God will certainly punish that useless man! What do I do?”
“What can you do?” The young man’s voice interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to him. “Focus on what you can do.” He looked directly at me. “Worrying doesn’t bring the man back, neither does it make the situation better.”
“Who are you?” I asked him.
“I’m sorry. I should mind my business.” The man realized he was eating where he wasn’t invited, so remained silent, and went on with his reading. I stared at him, and watched as he turned his attention to his book. I was actually the one who had interrupted him.
“It’s alright, sir. I should be apologizing.” I said to him.
“Ma’am, you should stop worrying and focus on what you can do. Perhaps, the wrong choice led you to the most disturbing situations, but the worst you can do is worry. Worrying only aggravates the situation, but taking the situation by the head and dominating it, gives the issue a tendency of closing. Dominate the issue; don’t allow the issue to dominate you.” He told me and then, excused himself when his plane arrived, but before he left, he turned to look at me one more time, and said, “One way to dominate the issue is to pray, ma’am. You can choose to pray.” As he walked away, I read the inscription behind his shirt, and I smiled…
“Worry is like a rocking chair; it gives you something to do, but it never gets you anywhere.”