Why the wait?

I'm sure we've all fallen guilty to this, and I think I've been staring, motionless, at this for quite some time: the temptation to wait.

It's the plan/worry first, do second. Doing something crazy for God surely requires to be debt free...right? Or at least financially 'stable'? Or to have a life plan? I am having more and more trouble with this (perhaps because I am none of these things). But really...is it 'smart' to go off on some grandiose adventure to serve God when there's a nickel in your bank account?

I've found myself consumed in worry about money. It's the lens through which I view life. And I know, right now, after writing that, that the lens of money is a lens of slavery. It's a lens that's sinful. It displaces the lens of God. How can I help this guy when I'm broke? How can I start anything?

Part of me feels like if I could only be free from the 'bondage' of worry I could find joy. I think this is an American infection. At least a Western one.

I think my other reason for waiting is that I feel like the calling of God will overcome all of these fears, though I am afraid these fears muddy the call of God. Catch-22.

I read some of the Sermon on the Mount this morning, when Jesus preaches about worry and I was really challenged. I find myself so consumed in 'what to eat, what to drink, what to wear, how to spend' that I miss the what to do and wind up waiting. I've probably missed a thousand what to do's because I've waited. What's the fear? Do I not trust in God?

May God deliver us from these fears and may we hear the call.