I received this farmhouse rocking chair from my mother-in-law. She said that her father, a farmer with a gift of wood-working, had made it. So it is well over a hundred years old. It is oak, its seat has springs and horse hair stuffing. I recovered the seat over the original material that was tattered and torn. The arms have been repaired with screws, but it is sturdy. Many times I rocked my youngest baby in this chair. This old farmhouse rocker is a valued treasure.
I asked myself, could this rocking chair teach me a lesson and decided that worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn't get you anywhere. But we love to hold on to it.
Philippians 4:6 Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. (NLT)