I’m thinking about packing. What books do I take? Will I get
all my clothes into my car?
Can I get everything switched over on the Carol Awards to my
new address?
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Photo Credit Pretty much felt like this little clamper/pincher/staple puller was headed right for my head the other night... |
Millions of little tiny nothing tasks are racing through my
brain, including but not limited to, paying my car insurance, getting
reimbursed for the shopping I did for my current job, to answering the hundreds
of emails that are stacking up between the two accounts I manage.
Can I just sit in the corner and cry now? I’m near to
overwhelmed and feel the constriction of my lungs about to send me into
hyperventilation.
A friend once told me that “I liked to be in control”. I
admit it. I scoffed at him, on the inside of course, but me? Need to be in
control? Surely you jest. I’m just fine with doing what I need to do when I
need to do it. Control is the last thing I want. I’d rather see someone else
hold the reins.
Yeah. I obviously don’t know myself that well and someone
who had talked with me only twice, pegged me. That was a little hard to
swallow, not going to lie.
But I realized last night as I was stressed about finishing
all these little tasks and getting everything on my to-do list done, I had lost
the excitement, the anticipation that was roaring around the corner and headed
my way. I was worried about who would be taking over my two jobs that I’m
leaving behind and would they do a good job? Would things fall through the
cracks? Maybe I should just keep the one that I can do long distance to make sure everything goes right.
Now how in-control is that? That I can’t leave, knowing God
is going to be taking care of everything that I’m leaving behind. I’m just me.
A simple human being and yet I think I can do it better than God? I think that
I’ve got this in control better than He does?
Well sit me down in my seat and tell me I need an
intervention. So I stopped. I didn’t want to stop, after all, I had tons of
things that I needed to finish and
accomplish before bed time, not to mention exercising, finishing that review
book and on and on the list goes…But I stopped anyway. And realized, if God’s
hand is on this isn’t He going to give me the grace and the time to finish
everything that I think is so important?
And if I don’t get that time, maybe I need to rethink my
priorities…and focus more on the One who gave them to me to begin with. I don’t
like feeling overwhelmed. I don’t like worrying that something isn’t getting
done. But the hard solid truth? God’s got this. So why spend the time worrying
when His peace He wants to give to me?