Me: “Of course.”
Voice: “Then start acting like it!”
The words are a slap upside the head.
I pick myself up off the floor.
Pick myself up out of depression.
And laugh.
I have no control over life,
or
over the future.
I don’t have even an inkling of what the future will look
like.
I have been yanked back and forth these last two weeks,
The whole universe yanked first one way and then the
other.
Which way is up?
I don’t know which direction I am moving,
I don’t even know who I am anymore.
But I do know this -
God is sovereign.
God is in control.
God has a plan.
God is Creator of all,
including
me.
God is Sustainer of all,
including
me.
God is my Savior.
God loves me.
God, and His Plan, are good,
even
when life doesn’t feel good,
even
when my whole world shakes.
God is Sovereign.
That is my trust.
That is my peace.
That is my joy.
