I am a worrier. I always have been. Even when I was little, I would have a hard time falling asleep because I became overwhelmed with unexplainable fears. Thoughts raced through my frazzled mind; it would start with a worry about finishing my book report on time and transition into dark fears about losing our home or loved ones. When situations seem out of my control, I tend to wander down the worst-case-scenario path. I continue to work on this in my prayer life. I trust God to provide love and support, but I know this world is not perfect. Each time I pray for God to ease my worried and fearful heart, I try to allow these prayers to transform my actions. If I can offer a shoulder to lean on, words of affirmation, or some other small act of love, I am helping to mend a world in need. In loving more, I fear less.