Maybe I’m the only one, who’s had everything come undone; after orchestrating all I can, to control my destiny with my plan. Everything aligned, nothing out of place; check every I and every T just to be safe. And while I’m working on the details of plan A, preparing for that go live day, I never feel it’s fully complete, not without, of course, my plan B. Even this blog has another name; type it in, the destination is the same. I’m never satisfied with what I do; it’s never enough, and that’s not true. I always worry, always fret; that the worst hasn’t happened yet. So I work so hard to build myself; stretch so thin there’s nothing left. Everything working so I won’t stop, you know, when that other shoe drops. I’ve done it all, thought it through; but wait a minute, I’m holding the shoe! I’ve done all this, made a mess you see? I am my own worst enemy.
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OMG, I was just speaking about this very topic today. You sound as if you are most definitely you worst enemy. Remember to let go and let God. He will see you through. I have always heard the saying from my Mom and Aunts “If you want to make God laugh, just tell him your plans.” I never understood that until the last year or two. God is laughing because he has everything planned out for us. All we have to do is accept him and follow him. FOLLOW HIM and he will tell us when to turn left or right or stop. If we follow Him we never need a Plan B.
Well, we like to pretend we have a say in where we’re headed. Funny how things happen…if you would have told me last month that I would be where I am now, I would have told you you were insane; it wasn’t possible.
Everything changes, nothing stays the same, but we are still marching forward. On to better…
Yes on to better but sometimes scary.
And that is where faith comes to fruition.
Think of the Children of Israel…wandering the desert searching for the promised land…you know they left bondage for freedom and some, because of their fear of the unknown and lack of faith, had rather return to slavery than to continue to freedom.
Yes, better is scary. Remember though, we can’t get better if we’re still anchored in the mire.