This verse has been my go to for the last 3 months of my new adventure of living alone. Bills, being sick, worrying about burglars, lonely nights, they all came rushing in on me the first month of being out on my own. (Especially Bills, that guy came running at a full sprint and super man punched me in the face.) If you know me, I get overwhelmed easily. Not only was I born into this world high strung as a preemie, I’ve stayed that way. I constantly have to remind myself to chill out. I also have this super bad habit of wanting to make sure I have a good hold on everything and know what’s going to happen all the time. Did I mention I was high strung? I’m learning so quickly just how much God has control of my life and I do not. After multiple break downs the last 3 months from trying to control my life I finally got down on my knees in my morning routine tornado blown room and caved, “I can’t do this anymore. Take it all God. I am afraid of what might happen by letting go and seeking out what You truly want for all my situations, but here.” Faith is hard sometimes, it is also frightening. It is not easy to give your control over to Him sometimes. Or all the time. Maybe I have become just that much of a control freak but DANG. Just thought I’d share a tidbit of my life with you, whoever you are, reading this. Thanks for hanging on this long and caring. I hope your weekend is beautiful.
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