Why worry?

Max Lucado in his book "For these tough times" had an interesting thought.
He tells a story of a man rescuing a little boy that was getting beat up by thugs. He takes the little boy to the hospital and pays for his treatment. Later he learns the boy is an orphan and adopts him. And then one night, months later the father hears the son sobbing into his pillow. The father asks him what is wrong, the little boy replies, "I'm worried, Daddy. I'm worried about tomorrow. Where will I get food to eat? How am I going to buy clothes to stay warm? And where will I sleep?" The father responds, "Haven't I shown you? Don't you understand? I risked my life to save you. I gave my money to treat you. You wear my name. I've called you my son. Would I do all that and then not meet your needs?"
This is Paul's question. Would He who gave His Son not meet our needs? But still we worry. Max says, "We worry about the IRS and the SAT and the FBI. We worry about education, recreation and constipation. We worry that we won't have enough money, and when we have money we worry that we won't manage it well. We worry that the world will end before the parking meter expires. We worry what the do thinks if he sees us step out of the shower. We worry that some day we'll learn that fat-free yogurt was fattening."
Did God save us so that we would fret? Would he teach us to walk just to watch us fall? Would He be nailed to the cross for our sins and then disregard our prayers? Is He teasing us when Scripture tells us He has put His angels in charge of you to watch over wherever you go? (Psalm 91:11) Of course not.
This encouraged me tonight and I hope it encourages you as well.