Moving on

If you know me, you know that I sometimes have control issues. But only to the extend that I want to know details. If I have to be somewhere, I need to know where, when, with who, how to get there, and the itinerary once I get there at least 4 days in advance. I like have my ducks lined up perfectly straight. Because, if they are in order then when something happens, I can hold everything intact. i... i... i... i... i... I'm giving up. I no longer care for details. Yes, I'll still need directions, but I'm not going to stress or worry anymore. I don't need to know the future, I don't need to know what's coming at me, I don't need to keep my ducks intact. I'm hereby passing control to God :) It's tiring and stressful and I can't do it. 

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"It'll happen when you least expect it to". It's so true. Once I give up my baggage with the right intentions, everything will play out better than you ever expect them to. I think too much about not expecting it, which in turn, I expect it. So here's to caring enough to stay open, but not enough to get involved!

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God has been doing so much in me lately (above). But also more than that. I know I'm close to God but not close like I used to be. I can taste my hunger for him and my throat is parched from our lack of communication. Last semester God led me to Ecclesiastes 3 "a time to be silent and a time to speak" and I completely misinterpreted what he was saying to me. I took "silence" too far and started silencing my relationship with him. Well, I'm back and I'm ready for my next season with Him :)

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Contentment is a beautiful thing.