CASTING ALL YOUR CARES AWAY

Casting All My Cares Away”

1 Peter 5:7 – “Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.”

There’s a beautiful stillness that comes when we surrender. Not the kind of surrender that leaves us empty and defeated, but a holy surrender, a letting go into the hands of the One who holds it all together. Every morning, I begin my day with a simple but powerful spiritual exercise, rooted in the truth of 1 Peter 5:7. It’s a reminder that I don’t have to carry the weight of my sin, fears, or failures into the day ahead. I don’t have to pretend I have it all together. I just have to cast my cares away, because He cares for me.

It starts with a gesture: I cup my hands in front of me, like I’m holding something fragile. And in truth, I am. I’m holding the weight of my humanity—my sin, both known and unknown. I’m holding insecurities that whisper I’m not enough, fears that creep in during the night, flaws I wish I could fix, and failures that still sting. And with quiet, honest reverence, I say aloud:

“Lord, today I take all of my sin, all of my insecurities, fears, flaws and failures, and in Your Holy Name, I cast them upon You because You care for me.”

In that moment, I am not hiding. I am not trying to clean myself up before coming to Him. I am simply trusting that His invitation to cast my cares is genuine. I am believing that He’s not just able to carry them, He wants to remove them completely. He desires that intimate exchange because He cares about us.

Then I pause. My hands are still lifted. I close my eyes and picture Jesus standing before me. I see Him gently taking each burden from my hands. Not with disgust or disappointment, but with tenderness and love. One by one, He receives what I release.

But the moment doesn’t end there.

As He takes my cares, I see Him open His own Hands toward me, Hands that once bore the nails, now extended a blessing. In those open Hands, He offers something in return: His forgiveness, His peace, His joy. Grace and mercy pour out like Water from His palms. And I realize something deeply humbling, He never asks me to give without also offering something far greater in return.

So I slowly lower my hands down to my chest, drawing His Blessings into my heart. And I speak audibly  again:

“Lord, today I receive Your forgiveness, Your Peace, Joy, Grace and Mercy. I thank You Lord for Your Wisdom, Knowledge and Understanding.”

The words flow gently, like a prayer and a promise. They are more than affirmations, they are an act of spiritual breathing. Inhale His truth and Exhale my shortcomings. Inhale His peace, Exhale my fear. I sit quietly for another moment, hands now resting over my heart, and take a deep, a full breath. As I exhale, I feel centered, not on myself, but on Jesus. The day ahead may still have its share of challenges, but I’m not facing them alone or weighed down.

I am centered on the Lord and His plan for me today.

This daily practice has become more than routine; it’s a sacred rhythm in my relationship and fellowship with Jesus. It teaches me to be honest. It trains my heart to trust. And it shows me that the God who cares for me isn’t distant or indifferent. He’s near, He’s personal and He’s involved in my life.

“Casting” isn’t a passive word. It’s active. It requires movement, an intentional choice to let go. And let’s be honest, sometimes that’s the hardest part. We grow accustomed to carrying things. We wear our worries like armor. We convince ourselves that if we just hold on a little longer, we can fix it, hide it, or control it. But Jesus says, “Give it to Me today.”

He doesn’t just care about your soul, He cares about your Tuesday morning anxiety, your unanswered questions, your relationship wounds, your quiet heartbreaks, and your grieving. He cares about the little things you think are too trivial to mention and the big things that feel too messy to say aloud. He cares about all of it. And He invites you, daily, moment by moment, to place it all in His Hands.

This devotion isn’t about performing a daily ritual. It’s about showing up with an honest heart. Maybe your hands don’t feel like cupping anything today. Maybe your cares are too many to name. That’s okay. He sees what you cannot say. And even in silence, His presence is healing.

As you begin your day, I encourage you to try this: Pause. Cup your hands. Speak the truth. Surrender the weight. Receive His gifts. Breathe deeply. And remember, you are not forgotten. You are not forsaken. You are fully known and wonderfully  loved by the One who invites you to cast it all on Him.

Because He truly does care for you.

Prayer:

Lord, thank You for caring about me in every way. Help me to release what I was never meant to carry, and to receive all that You offer me freely. Teach me to trust Your hands more than my own strength. As I begin this day, center my heart on Your presence, Your promises, and Your peace. Amen.