Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: Psalm 42:5
I think of Abraham...Now the LORD had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee: Genesis 12:1
We are taught to pray...Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven...and so that's where my worry lies. I have my plans. I cannot see God's plans. Yes, I believe that His plans for me are for good and not for evil to give me a future and a hope...but...
I am a child holding my Father's hand. He leads me down a path while I tug just a little, hanging back...looking over my shoulder...looking at the other paths...pointing.
"I wanna go there," I say.
"No. Let's go this way." He pulls me gently towards him.
"But, I wanna go that way. Look at that! I see good friends over there! There's nice stuff over there. Please. Pleeeeease! Can we go there?"
"No. I want you to go this way."
Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. Jeremiah 33:3
But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. I Corinthians 2:9
Will I trust Him today? Will I demand my own way? Oh Lord, How I love you. Let's go where you want to take me. I am scared, please hold my hand a little tighter. Thank you.