Yet they both line my road.
Worry is not the same as woe.
I worry over the outcomes of the day. What will happen? What will befall me? What if it is the worst?
My woe responds to the answers to my worry. A calamity befell. The worst happened.
They both line my road.
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Let me stay away from these two terrors, Lord. My road is broad, filled with friends walking along with me. Why drift I over to the edge, just to gnash my teeth? Let me stay here where love-light shines and fellow travelers prop me up.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I stay, untouched, here in the center?
Reading:
“We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.” — Seneca
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“All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.” — Julian of Norwich
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“Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.” — Philippians 4:6 (KJV)
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