Anyway. Back to where I was. Life isn't about me.
It couldn't have come at a better time. I'm always falling into the all about me trap. A pity party is something I like to host for myself a few times a year. I serve chocolate and tissues because the tears, oh do they flow.
It usually happens when I'm feeling overwhelmed. Which is often because I tend to be a controller. I like to plan and I expect that plan to work. 99.9% of the time God has something completely different in mind. When the change in direction happens, I have a farwell pity-party for my great idea and go God's way. I'm sure He's rolled His eyes on more than one occasion at my lack of trust. And my grieving process.
N's close to finishing school. He's got one more year in his program. The interesting thing is, he can get a job in his field now, with only one year under his belt. It would be really great if he could get something in his field. Mainly because the job he has now, while we're greatful to be employed, isn't what he wants to be when he grows up.
I can feel a snap coming. It's not really a snap, but more of a bend. I'm trying really hard not to let my ideas form. I'm trying really hard to just say, "God, show us your way."
Since that's basically the topic at church, I decided to read through Philippians and see what God was saying to me. I came across Philippians 4: 6 & 7
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Sometimes I think He's talking straight to me.
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