THE FOLLY OF ANXIETY

The great Teacher does not say that we are not to be thoughtful, or

provident; but He insists that no event can be provided for by anxiety,

by fretting over it before it comes. Half the people on our streets

look as though life was a sorry business. It is hard to find a happy

looking man or woman. Worry is the cause of their woebegone

appearance. Worry makes the wrinkles; worry cuts the deep,

down-glancing lines on the face; worry is the worst disease of our

modern times.

Care is contagious; it is hard work being cheerful at a funeral, and it

is a good deal harder to keep the frown from your face when you are in

the throng of the worry worn ones. Yet, we have no right to be

dispensers of gloom; no matter how heavy our loads may seem to be we

have no right to throw their burden on others nor even to cast the

shadow of them on other hearts.

Anxiety is instability. Fret steals away force. He who dreads

to-morrow trembles to-day. Worry is weakness. The successful men may

be always wide-awake, but they never worry. Fret and fear are like

fine sand, thrown into life's delicate mechanism; they cause more than

half the friction; they steal half the power.

Cheer is strength. Nothing is so well done as that which is done

heartily, and nothing is so heartily done as that which is done

happily. Be happy, is an injunction not impossible of fulfillment.

Pleasure may be an accident; but happiness comes in definite ways. It

is the casting out of our foolish fears that we may have room for a few

of our common joys. It is the telling our worries to wait until we get

through appreciating our blessings. Take a deep breath, raise your

chest, lift your eyes from the ground, look up and think how many

things you have for which to be grateful, and you will find a smile

growing where one may long have been unknown.

Take the right kind of thought--for to take no thought would be

sin--but take the calm, unanxious thought of your business, your

duties, your difficulties, your disappointments and all the things that

once have caused you fear, and you will find yourself laughing at most

of them. In some you will see but friends in disguise, and in others

puny foes decked out as giants. But begin to dread them, brood over

them, look at them with eyes prejudiced with fear, and the least

difficulties rise like mountains. In winter some people worry

themselves into malaria over the mosquitoes they may meet next summer.

Mistaken ideas of religion are responsible for a great many of the

unnecessary wrinkles on the human face. Too many have thought it would

be impossible to be happy in two worlds, and so, having elected

happiness in the one which they thought would last longest, they have

no choice but to be unhappy in this one. In fact, some seem to suppose

that the greater their misery here the more intense will their bliss be

there. If heaven is to be bought that way certainly many are paying

full price for it.

Burdens we all must bear; but they need not break us. Sorrows we all

must share; but they need not unmake us. They will not if we have

learned the Teacher's secret of living; He, the man of sorrows, was the

man who could bequeath to His friends His joy. To Him life lost its

anxiety, because the chief things of life were not food or raiment, or

even social standing, but manhood and unselfishness to men, and the

possibilities of these were as easily realized in need and adversity as

in riches and prosperity.

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