When will I learn that I cannot do it all?
When will I learn that my view of honesty and that of others’ doesn’t always match and that we each wear the robe of integrity so that it hangs differently from our shoulders?
When will I learn that my people-pleaser-self cannot make everyone happy and that it actually isn’t my job to even try?
When will I learn that my children have to be who they are and not who I wish for them to be?
When will I learn that I cannot fix another’s brokenness and that no one else can fix mine?
When will I learn that my worry helps nothing at all?
When will I learn to say no?
When will I learn that it’s OK to let go of things and that it’s safe to grab something new…or grab nothing at all and just BE?
When will I learn that I could breathe through the anxiety BEFORE it hits and if not, I’m not a failure but a simple person doing their best?
When will I learn that no matter how organized, energetic and planned I am, I still am not the One in control?
When will I learn to “trust my gut” and not second guess what I feel is right?
When will I learn?
I don’t know. But with each new day, I start again. God didn’t say I had to be perfect, or master each of these things. He just said to walk with Him, to come to Him with problems, to trust Him for the future.
God didn't say I had to be perfect-he said to come to him with my problems. via @caregivermom Click To TweetSo, for today, for this minute, I choose to learn just one simple thing: God’s got me.
