My life has never seemed to go that way. It seems to me that I have been handed one challenge after another. Some of my own making. Some not.
Some days, I beg God to give me that other kind of life--the suspended kind of life. But He always lovingly reminds me...that my life is not about me. It's about HIM. He has the whole picture--I just have a pixel of it.
So today, I choose to say Abba Father, I choose YOU and all that you ask me to go through. I choose to allow you to replace my flesh and bone with the tensile strenth you have planned for me. I choose to let go of my tight grip on my own reality...and instead seek to serve you with everything I am.
And I'll try really hard to not ask why along the way.