How Worried Should I Be?

Everywhere I go somebody is talking about the economy and how rough it is going to get.  My boss came in and told me about several universities and colleges that have put their employees on "unpaid leave" for a week a semester.  These institutions are in other states.  Nebraska has a "bubble" of security over it but he is specifically worried about next year when that bubble breaks.  If it does . . . when it does . . . how it does?  I don't know really what to expect.  I don't think realistically, anyone does.  We all just have to trust that things won't get so bad that we lose our homes, our comfortable way of life, our jobs, our ability to feed ourselves, etc. etc.  We want to believe that  human intelligence and compassion will prevail and political differences will subside so something happens to improve things before any of that happens.  

Nebraska is a safe place in many respects, including financially for the time being. Are we being naive in believing things will be all right?  I am grasping for a perspective that is not to be found.  The thing I do know is that I worry.  I worry about my daughter and her autism.  I worry insurance will cut back our benefits for her.  I worry about having a public service job and my husband having one as well.  Who are the entities that decide whether our jobs are worth keeping or not and what are their criteria?  Do they even know me and my family or care about us?

I think this is the time to look to our faith.  I have to believe God will somehow guide the course of events and save us.  This doesn't mean that I'm still not scared--it means that I believe He is the only one who can take on this course of events and make it come out right.  I, in my humanness, want security to be visible, signed and legally wrapped up so tight it can't be questioned.  I have faith in our new president because I believe he is honestly trying to make things better.  But again, he's as human as I am and I don't doubt he has plenty of anxiety too. I just have to hold on.  Being a Christian I say I am holding on "to the hem of my Lord's robe" and hoping for the best.  If I'm naive in believing that I guess my only defense is that I would rather hold onto hope than despair.