Not fretless, but fretting less

Okay, there was one other thing that struck me at church yesterday. We were singing "In Christ Alone," which includes the following lyrics:

"There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain."

The realization hit me so hard that I started to cry. We had most beautiful, sinless, loving person living among us, and we killed him. The worst of the world--the darkness--conquered even him.

After just admitting that I'm a fretter, I'm honest in saying that one of the things I worry about most is something bad happening to our family--either my husband, myself, or our kids. There are a lot of bad things out there, natural or man made, that could take us down so quickly. It seems like everywhere I look, something dangerous could be waiting. The world has a lot of nice things in it, but I find myself, in my fret, thinking it's not a particularly safe place.

But then the next two lyrics:

"Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again."

Yes, the world took down even the Son of God. But He had to let that happen to show us what God can do. Conquered by death, conquered by the world itself, He rose from death. He shows us that no matter what happens, we can have hope in Him.

I don't mean to be all spiritual/preachy here. But I could not believe how much this one little stanza affected me. There is so much to worry about, and yet, in the end, no matter what happens, I know that there is something more. It doesn't stop the worrying, honestly, but it gives me something with which to fight it back.