Be Still

The title may imply this post is about the almost-2-year-old who lives here, and it would be an apt title; but this one's about me.

Mom and Dad have always accused me of being a "hardheaded kid" in terms of my stubborness and inclination, from a very young age, to do things my way, preferably by myself. Of course this personality trait has resulted in more than a few bumps and scratches, physically and otherwise.

But. You know, after all these years I just might be starting to understand that I am not in control. I am not the only person capable of doing the things I do. Most importantly, I do not have to worry about every eventuality the future holds. Some things are simply not up to me. With all the changes in our lives so far in 2006, I have really been praying for guidance, and more importantly, the ability to wait, listen, and follow. Wow. Funny how if I really try and do my part, God is doing his.

I have really been trying to slow down and listen to His directions, and to that still, small voice that tells me All Shall Be Well. Of course I'm still busy and overwhelmed somedays, but things really do sometimes work out if you just sit back and wait for prayers to be answered. I find myself furiously making plans, and then--listening--and telling myself to hold off just a couple more days...

I find myself more willing to let people help me, and guess what? Most other people are every bit as capable as I think I am. Go figure.

Thanks.