Go with the Flow

I have a really bad tendency to try and control things. I want to be in control so that I know things will be done correctly, or at least the way I want them done. In reality, I know I’m not in control of anything. NOTHING. So you can see where this can cause some stress for me.

I’ve been going through Discipleship Training through my church, and my eyes are opening to some of the things I try to control. God is speaking to me about obedience in alot of areas right now, and one of them is my faith. Apparently when I take a situation out of God’s hands and place it in mine, that shows a huge lack of faith on my part. He is in control, and always will be. I could never compare.

Worry comes and goes with me, I never really dwell on it, but I do give in at times. God wants me to just go with the flow and trust Him. If I really trust Him, I don’t need a backup plan. So no need to worry. Even if I don’t have answwers to some tough questions.

There’s a strange peace in that. Trusting Him who made me, and everything else.

This morning was a little stressful for me. My daughter needed to be at school early but she didn’t tell me until the last minute, when she wanted to leave. It required juggling my sons and extra traffic, and tension between us. It could have been eliminated if she had just told me about it last night, and I could have responded differently by not becoming aggravated about the traffic.

Life is going to be stressful, especially if I try to control it. I’m not in control. Truthfully, I don’t want to be in control. I just want the peace that comes from knowing Jesus is in control and trusting in Him daily. Living in faith.

Therefore, brothers, in all our distress and persecution we were

encouraged about you because of your faith. 1Thes 3:7

Top Ten

Top Ten Reasons I Know I’m Not In The Caribbean Anymore…(in random order)

  • 60 Degrees seems really cold.
  • 9 loads of laundry.
  • I’m no longer rocked to sleep by the ocean waves.
  • I have to COOK!
  • Instead of amazing blue waters surrounding me, its brown grass and mud puddles.
  • I’m sitting at a desk, supposedly working. WORK!
  • Manuello isn’t here to clean my room twice a day.
  • The alarm clock woke me up, not the sun.
  • I have a sweater on over my shirt.
  • I don’t have a cute little umbrella in my unsweetened tea.

Oh how I don’t like coming back to reality!! We had an amazing vacation and I’m ready to do it all again, very soon.