This morning, I had barely read three paragraphs of a chapter on change when I began to notice something: the word "MY." "Disrupted my...", "anything that rocks my boat..."
We do not like "MY" disrupted, do we? And, for sure, we don't like it to rock our boats... or our worlds... or any of our carefully layed plans! No sirrrreeeee!
But it happens, doesn't it, and there's nothing we can do to stop it. Can we keep it from upsetting our joy, though? By the time I'm finished reading the whole chapter, I hope to find the answer to that question. In the meantime, I have an inking that if "MY" plans, boats, and happenings were given to God with open hands (gulp, not always easy) then the "MY" becomes "HIS" and then it's up to the Lord to deal with it all, while I joyfully bob along for the ride.
It's not really that simple, but a process of learning to let go and trust, I think. Letting God become "MY" trust, surely will help!
Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord and whose trust is the Lord. (Jeremiah 17:7.)