Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life. – Matthew 6.25 He’s actually a rather insouciant savior now don’t you think? I mean instructing us not to worry about tomorrow, pointing to bluejays and queen anne’s lace as examples of how to live, all the while leisurely strolling up and down like some farmer in furrowed fields with the undeterred walk of authority, as if the land belonged to him? Surely he knows only fools refuse to consult the forecast, why who in their right mind would want to step out the next morning underdressed, or still unsure which restaurant is best for lunch? Jesus’ robust appetite for living a spoonful at a time mirrors the careless indifference of boys brandishing crossed-fingers that dad will be there when you need him, plus there’s food in the fridge if you’re hungry, which is the same thing as saying all these things shall be added unto you if you’ll propitiate the god of faith and hope and love, and the most ardent of these is faith.