Okay, so I'm a big talker. As soon as I admit here that I don't struggle with trust as I did before my mom's stroke---a situation testing that theory rears its head. A particular bill that's already been extended is due this-coming week and I'm busy trying to figure out how to make some money appear out of thin air. Figures. Is it my job? Well, no. I'm the homemaker, remember? Am I God? 'Course not. Not even in the running. Then I get to thinking I can't relax until it's paid. Seriously? Do I believe God is in charge or not? I think we know the answer to that question. Again, am I in charge here? I am trying to run things. Am I omnipresent? Ha. Shoot, some days I'm barely here much less everywhere.
Trust is hard for me. Total release into God's hands is very, very difficult. I don't only want to help, I want to run things. Seems I figure I can do it better, at least then it'll get done. Do you hear me? Such arrogance.
Could probably learn a dose of humility.
I understand the idea of childlike faith. But practicing it is another thing entirely.
Will get back to you on this so I can share God's provision. Everything's a lesson, isn't it?
