Matthew 6:27 : “Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?”

Jesus asks this with the calm precision of someone who already knows the answer. Not one of you. Not the most anxious among you. Not the most disciplined worrier. Not the person who has elevated anxiety to an art form.
None of you.
Worry is perhaps the most exhausting activity that produces the least result. It costs everything
. sleep, peace, presence, health …and changes nothing. It is the tax we pay on a future we cannot control, levied by a mind that refuses to rest in the hands of a God who already holds it.
Jesus does not rebuke the worried person harshly. He reasons with them gently. He points to birds and flowers …. creatures that do not file contingency plans, do not run projections, do not lie awake cataloguing worst-case scenarios .
and yet they are fed and clothed by a Father who notices them.
How much more does He notice you?
The antidote to worry is not willpower. It is not positive thinking. It is a reorientation of trust ….a daily, sometimes hourly decision to place the uncontrollable back into the hands of the One who controls it.
Your stature will not change by thinking about it. But your peace will change when you stop trying.