How To Deal With Worry Once and For All (Tested)
I'm about to read your mind.
Pick a bird. Your favorite bird.
Have we played this game before? I think we have. *Note to self: Expand game selection*
Right, so pick your favorite bird.
I, really am about to read your mind.
*insert smug look*
It's one of these 3: The Eagle, The Canary or The Parrot. Wait, wait The Crow?!
Should I take a much deserved bow or should I dodge rotten tomatoes?
If you are holding tomatoes, make sure you call me out below and let me know what your fave bird is.
Before you do though, I want to place one last safe bet: I'm very sure your answer wasn't 'The sparrow'. No one ever chooses sparrows.
Sparrows are one of the most despised birds in history, literally. It really startled me how much people have tried consistently to get rid of this particular bird.
In Ancient Greece, sparrows were disregarded because they were common, readily available, not rare enough, not exotic enough and you know how we humans are great at taking available things for granted, right? The Greeks chose to use sparrows as symbols depicting vulgarity, lust and any other basal desire they could think of in between steamy sauna sessions.
In the 50's, watch this, this one really perplexed me, China launched a campaign known as the Kill-a-sparrow campaign. During this time, China was trying to contain 4 main pests that had been bothering their communities and hampering their access to good hygiene: mosquitoes, rats, flies and sparrows.
I don't know what's worse, being classified with rats or with flies. Ick!
In the famous nursery rhyme, “Who killed Cock Robin”, guess who was conveniently accused of killing Cock Robin, the sparrow, yup, with his bow and arrow, he killed Cock Robin.
If there's anything you are certain of at the minute, it's that you don't want to be a sparrow, it has always been a hard-knock life for them. They would love to be given a break!
I recently took on a new set of responsibilities and projects in my life and for some reason-for some absolute random reason- I have found myself panicking. Out of control panicking. It's completely out of character. In fact, my father who is like the chill master of all chill-zen masters once commended my consistently unperturbed demeanor. Why am I freaking out?
Fact: God watches over sparrows.
No one else does; maybe Animal Rights, but not like God does.
Sparrows seem worthless but God watches over them because he made them. If God watches over the despised sparrow, he, sure is staring at you, watching your every move, guiding, keeping, protecting, not sleeping and working over time.
How to deal with worry
- Don’t freak out
- Take a deep breath
- Say to yourself “If he cares about the sparrow, he’s definitely sooooo into me right now!” and say it like you mean it!
- Talk to God first! Not to a human. God.
- Dump it on his lap. Mentally paint a picture of your issues falling into God's lap. Step back. Thank him, forget about it and eat a snack.
- Wait for God
- If worry creeps in during the wait, do not freak out, start all over again from (2)
- Eat another snack
I would love to hear your thoughts on this! Also if I didn't get your bird right...you owe me a comment!