Why am I so stressed about money?

You ran the numbers again last night. Maybe at the kitchen table, maybe lying in the dark, phone in hand. They still don't add up. The rent, the school fees, the groceries, the thing you didn't budget for. That low hum of dread. You carry it into the morning before you've even had your first cup of tea. God sees it. Not the big version of your life, but this, the exact shortfall, the specific pressure, the number you can't tell anyone. Jesus said it plainly:

"Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things."

- Matthew 6:31-32 (KJV)

Before you open your banking app today, say out loud: "Father, you know what I need." Seven words. Say them in the car, in the bathroom, wherever you are. Let that be the first money-thought of your morning, and notice what it does to the dread.

What would change in how you carry today if you believed God already knew the exact amount you were short?

Father, the numbers scare me and I am tired of carrying this alone. You already know what I need, down to the last rand. Hold me steady today, and help me trust you before I see the answer. Amen.