Today, I reached the end of my rope. I tried to give everything to Him. . . I really did. Yet somehow, I ended up taking it back and carrying it.
I am apprehensive about the next several days and so I am choosing right here, right now, to surrender. God always knows best and is so very worthy of my trust. Even if things go horribly over the next several days, I will survive. The shop will survive. My customers will survive. There is nothing life or death about what I do each day. I just always want to do my best, and I want to make sure every detail is taken care of. There’s nothing wrong with that–until it turns to control and panic that destroys my peace.
I declare that I will go to bed peacefully, placing everything in His hands. I will sleep sweetly and I will wake ready to go to the job I love. It will be a good day, and I will trust the Lord to use me as He sees fit. May I be a blessing.