I don’t know about you, but I like to control things—or at least have the illusion of being in control by analyzing, planning, making checklists, and to be honest, worrying. I know God says be anxious for nothing, so on faith-filled days I briskly cast my line of cares to Him, watching them sail away up to the heavens. Other days I gripe, “That’s easy for Him to say—He doesn’t need to be anxious for anything because He has all the answers!” And one by one I reel those cares right back in where I can keep a firm grip on them. Don’t get me wrong, I always have plenty of faith the Lord will fulfill His promises to friends or relatives. But I tend to get wobbly knees when standing on my own word from God when I’m the one who’s sick or jobless or under attack. Fortunately, there’s a fool-proof solution to anxiety, and God’s told me what it is.