avatar
Karen Farris
avatarKaren Farris1 min read  

You Got This


    On one of my walks, I noticed a small sign that had blown to the side of the running trail.

    You Got This

    It was clearly meant to encourage runners to keep going.

    But in that moment, it was exactly the message I needed—because my thoughts were racing in circles, and my worries were winning.

    I wasn’t feeling the “You Got This” vibe at all.

    Jesus once asked, “Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?” (Matthew 6:27)

    I know better. But honestly? I’ve perfected the art of worrying.

    And here’s what worry does to me: it steals my peace, it kills my hope, and then it comes for my joy.

    I picked up the fallen sign, took a deep breath, and whispered, “You got this.”

    Then I fastened it back to a tree—so someone else could see it, just when they might need it most.

    Cast all your cares upon Him, for he cares about you. 1 Peter 5:7


        Give

        Subscribe to the Daybreak Devotions for Women

        Be inspired by God's Word every day! Delivered to your inbox.

        More from Karen Farris

        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Cheers for Joyce

          You know how it goes… You’re thumbing through an old photo album, searching for a certain picture, and then another one stops you.This photo dates back to 2011, taken at a gathering in our amazing Joyce community.At first, it was just a simple idea—a kid’s party to celebrate the end...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Welcome

          I could have picked a different place to spell out WELCOME.But apparently, I chose a deer path. They can’t read, of course—but they sure can kick rocks. That's okay. I just go out and fix the deer-kicked stones. And somehow, that reminds me: Be welcoming. The world needs it. Even...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Something Unforgettable

          It was just another hot summer day as my husband and I entertained our granddaughter. After checking off all the fun activities we had planned, we ran out of ideas. Then Papa suggested taking the dog for a walk to the fishing pond up the road. It was shady there...

          2 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Grabbing my Attention

          My husband Tom suggested an impromptu picnic lunch atop Hurricane Ridge - a fairly quick drive from our home.With lunches stowed in our backpacks, we hiked to an overlook of the Bailey Ridge - a group of snow-capped mountains in the Olympics.We had everything we needed - a view, privacy...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Freedom's Heat

          Summertime once meant hot days on my grandparents' ranch. Grandma's lessons lingered long after those summers ended.1970It was a sweltering summer day when Grandma and I headed into town. The wheat fields along the road shimmered gold, heavy with ripe grain ready for harvest. We had stops at the butcher...

          2 min read
        See all from Karen Farris

        Editor's Picks

        avatar

        Karen Farris

        A Pacific Northwest born and bred woman of faith. Wife, mother, grandmother, hiker, writer, and blogger since 2011. Friday Tidings is a place to share stories of the journey through our time here.

        More from Karen Farris

        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Cheers for Joyce

          You know how it goes… You’re thumbing through an old photo album, searching for a certain picture, and then another one stops you.This photo dates back to 2011, taken at a gathering in our amazing Joyce community.At first, it was just a simple idea—a kid’s party to celebrate the end...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Welcome

          I could have picked a different place to spell out WELCOME.But apparently, I chose a deer path. They can’t read, of course—but they sure can kick rocks. That's okay. I just go out and fix the deer-kicked stones. And somehow, that reminds me: Be welcoming. The world needs it. Even...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Something Unforgettable

          It was just another hot summer day as my husband and I entertained our granddaughter. After checking off all the fun activities we had planned, we ran out of ideas. Then Papa suggested taking the dog for a walk to the fishing pond up the road. It was shady there...

          2 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Grabbing my Attention

          My husband Tom suggested an impromptu picnic lunch atop Hurricane Ridge - a fairly quick drive from our home.With lunches stowed in our backpacks, we hiked to an overlook of the Bailey Ridge - a group of snow-capped mountains in the Olympics.We had everything we needed - a view, privacy...

          1 min read
        • avatarKaren Farris
          featureImage

          Freedom's Heat

          Summertime once meant hot days on my grandparents' ranch. Grandma's lessons lingered long after those summers ended.1970It was a sweltering summer day when Grandma and I headed into town. The wheat fields along the road shimmered gold, heavy with ripe grain ready for harvest. We had stops at the butcher...

          2 min read
        See all from Karen Farris