Not to say I have it all together but…

Why is it that the most fearful people I know, the most worried, the most anxious, are also the most religious people I know. Honestly, you’d think that their God would take care of things – or, at least, that they’d think their God (you know, their made-up, imaginary figment of their imaginations) would take care of things… and stop worrying so much. Damn.