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Trust me?

Bed time is not my favorite these days.  Bed time right now means tears, attitude, yelling...in general, a headache.  Last night, after an especially heaping dose of defiance from a certain little girl, I sat her down and very calmly said, 
"Brooklyn, you are five years old. You do not get to decide when you are ready for bed. That is what Mommy and Daddy are for. Trust me. Life will go much smoother if you trust me."
In worship today I realized that God was saying the same thing to me. 
"Jaime, you are my child. You do not need to decide what you are ready for. You see this little bit of the picture, but I know the whole story. Trust me. Life will be more abundant if you learn to trust me."
I spent a lot of time today thinking and talking about the anxiety in my life, but the truth is that I am in a very good place right now.  We have been taken care of. When I look back over the last few months, I can't even begin to tell you how it has all worked out. I don't know, but somehow He has continued to address our needs, physical and spiritual. Even better is how this time has not been wasted, but has been a heart opening experience through which He has called us into deeper relationship with Him and with each other. 

That being said, I know the lesson I need to learn, and I will even admit that I haven't really learned it yet. I just don't know how to make it stick. How do I get it from my head to my heart? 


Excuse me. I need to go sit. 
 
 

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