I'm a sinner. I worry all the time. I worry about things that might happen tomorrow. Recently, I was reminded of what God did for me. We were out of food. When I looked in the refrigerator, all I saw was baking soda. I started to worry, then I started asking God for his help. I remember checking the freezer and finding a packet of chicken breast. I fed me and mother off those breast for two days and the next day I found other things hidden in the freezer that hadn't been there long. I found something else, then I started to get created. It was like well you can do this and then you will have enough for the next two day. I made biscuits and I try to make them for years. They always turn out hard and gummy, but this time they didn't. Mother says they're delicious. Well, not in those words, but she like them. I started to worry about other things, and I thought if God could provide us with enough food to last for while, then maybe I don't have worry about my next problem.