So I'm all like: AHHHHH OH MY GOSH ALL THE THINGS I'M FREAKING OUT MAN KJAHSDLKJFLUOSIELKG
And God is just like: Relax girl, I got your back.
But I'm crazy and frenzied so I'm still all like: WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ABOUT EVERYTHING?!? #MYLIFE
And God is still there like: Julie. Calm down. I got this.
And then I check my support account and it has $2000 more in it than it did a day ago. And then I get a phone call from a longtime friend I haven't spoken with in years and it's the most encouraging and heartwarming conversation. And then after a week of being sick I wake up and feel better than I have.
To sum up, I run around like a chicken with my head cut off while accomplishing next to nothing. God patiently waits for me to calm down enough to see what He's doing, all the while orchestrating His plan for me in perfect timing and answering my prayers.
I think we can all see who should be in charge here.
I'm crazy, but God knows it. Sometimes I like to picture Him smiling at me just kind of shaking His head, like, "When will she learn?" But not in an annoyed or irritated way like I'm stupid, more in the same way I smile at my kitty every time she cowers under the covers and clings to me during thunderstorms. Because I know she's okay, but I also know she doesn't know that. You know?
Someday, someday I think I will learn. But until then He will wait for me, love me, take care of me, and take me back every single time.
Jesus loves me this I know, for the bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong.
