Sometimes, it's okay if things don't work out.

Because, after all, something not working out can lead to something even better working out! No, it's not always fun when something you put time into doesn't go like you hoped it would, but really it's just God's way of prepping you for what's to come. He wants us to be comforted by knowing something is coming that is just what He planned, so we need to relax and let Him work. Or at least I need to relax. Maybe other people aren't having this problem right now, so maybe I shouldn't say "yall, us, or we" because it's really not fair to assume (hope?) that I'm not the only one struggling with trusting the Lord's plan and just letting go.

Letting go. Sounds like the simple thing...but it's easier said than done. I don't know why, but I've always had this incredible desire (sometimes it feels like a need) to plan. I feel like there always has to be a plan, no matter what's going on. "Oh, day trip to the lake? Sure sounds great! What time are we leaving? What time should we be there? Are you picking up so-and-so because if you are then I'll get so-and-so and if you aren't then we'll have to call so-and-so so that they can go get them and then where should we meet? Which suit are you wearing because I was going to wear my black one, but if everyone's wearing black then our pictures might look like an aquatic funeral. Should I bring a cooler? Because I won't if you do, but if you don't then we still need one, so I'll bring one. Who's buying stuff to put in the cooler? What vehicle are we taking? Where will everyone be before and after we go?" It's almost crazy how I feel like everything needs to be planned in order to be fun. I have a hard time with just doing the "throw-and-go." I wish I didn't...so I'm working on it.

I really do believe I've gotten a little better about this recently. I'm still not really flying by the seat of my pants, but I do feel like I've gotten better about cutting out about half the questions listed above when an event is coming. I know that women are genetically programmed to worry about things (after all, if we didn't, who would worry about things? In my experience, men don't worry about much. Not the things women think deserve being worried about, anyway. Haha!) but at the same time, I've always known in the back of my head that worrying is the same as lacking trust in God...right? If I'm worried about something, I'm not leaving it in God's hands and trusting He has it under control. If I know this is true then why do I continue to do it? Why do I struggle so much with letting go of things and resting assured that it's already taken care of?! Sheesh. I feel like this makes me sound a little crazy...but, I'm not. Not the bad kind of crazy, anyway.

In any case, the 'thing that didn't work out' for me that even brought up this blog isn't even that big of a deal, haha. It's funny the things we discover about ourselves through small events. Maybe, like I kind of said in the beginning, those small events that kinda stink sometimes are there for that reason: to make us think about ourselves and our lives. And, to be little reminders that everything is under control. Not under our own control, but Gods, as much as I try to be in control of things.

So, in essence, I guess the advice I'm giving that I am also trying to follow is: Relax, don't stress out and worry about everything, remember that God is in control, and don't be afraid to fly by the seat of your pants sometimes! Like the song goes, "You make all things work together for my good!"

My prayer right now is: "I trust you are in control Lord, so help me put that into practice every day!"

Until next time... off I go, attempting to follow my own advice! :)