May 29
Cast
Your Cares
“Turn all your worries over to him. He cares about you.”
1 Peter 5:7 (NIrV)
Quinn stood in the kitchen, staring at her phone. A message blinked on the screen: “Don’t forget about the team dinner tonight at 7!” Her heart sank. Just the thought of walking into a room full of people, making small talk, and trying to fit in made her chest tighten. She had always been this way—quiet, shy, and afraid of saying the wrong thing. Social events were a minefield of potential embarrassment, so she avoided them whenever she could.
But this time, there was no escape. The dinner wasn’t just a casual get-together. It was an important networking opportunity, and her boss had strongly encouraged everyone to attend. Quinn sighed, pulling her knees to her chest. “Why does this have to be so hard?” she whispered.
As the hours ticked by, Quinn’s anxiety grew. She imagined every awkward scenario that could happen—standing alone while others chatted, stammering when someone asked her a question, or spilling her drink. By 6:30, she was pacing her living room, debating whether she could fake an illness to stay home.
Finally, she sank onto the couch and buried her face in her hands. “God, I don’t know if I can do this,” she prayed. “I’m so afraid of messing up, but I know I can’t keep running away. Please help me. Please take this fear from me.”
As she sat in the stillness, a verse she had read earlier that week came to mind: “Turn all your worries over to him. He cares about you.” The words settled in her heart like a soothing balm. Quinn took a deep breath. “Okay, God. I’m giving this to You. I don’t know how tonight will go, but I trust that You’ll be with me.”
She arrived at the restaurant a few minutes late, her hands trembling as she walked inside. The room buzzed with laughter and conversation, and for a moment, she felt like bolting. But then she spotted a coworker waving her over. Slowly, she made her way to the table, repeating the verse in her mind like a mantra.
The evening wasn’t perfect—she stumbled over her words a couple of times and accidentally knocked over a glass of water. But something surprising happened, too. A few coworkers went out of their way to include her in conversations, and she found herself laughing at a joke someone told. By the end of the night, she felt a small spark of confidence.
Driving home, Quinn reflected on the evening. It hadn’t been nearly as bad as she’d feared. Maybe it was because she had finally stopped relying on her own strength and had leaned on God instead.
Prayer:
Dear Lord,
Thank You for caring about me, even in my weakest and most anxious moments.
I know You understand my fears and struggles better than anyone.
Help me to remember that I don’t have to carry my worries alone—you are always with me, ready to give me strength and peace.
Thank You for guiding me through moments of fear and for showing me that I can trust You.
Please continue to work in my heart, helping me to step out in faith and grow in confidence.
Let my life be a reflection of Your grace and love.
In Jesus' name, Amen.
