Woke up in rebellion this morning, partly just not wanting to mess with the dogs, and partly because I'm simply not a morning person. Then saw the weather report, which is hinting at a thunderstorm today. Then got frustrated at the reality of my husband's sale being OUTSIDE, and wondering how that will all play out.
And then it was like I realized that God is in control. Not that I'm ever unaware of that fact, but I do fight against it. I want to run the world sometimes, you know? I want to hand out miracles and be in charge.
But I love it when His power and quietness wash over me and I do take a deep breath. And when I quit fighting my uphill battle, there's a joy at the back of that feeling. A relinquishment. No matter how much I might struggle against my current angst, the bottom like is that God cares for me and has a plan.
I am special. :)
