Hey God, me again.

Hey God, it’s me again. 

Remember that thing I put at Your feet and picked up…again?

It’s so heavy. I didn’t mean to take it from you. I really didn’t. But in my human nature, I started worrying again. Analyzing. The what ifs got to me. Again.

Why am I like this?

Why do I keep picking it up? 

Worrying only robs me of today. A day I’ll never get back.

Even when, I can’t see it You are working. There’s so much more, that I can’t see from where I’m standing. Even if, You are still good. He still has plans for me. He loves me. Sometimes I have to remind myself of that. A lot of times. 

God, I know everything I get so overwhelmed with is so much better in Your hands than in mine. 

Sometimes with how much I worry, I question my faith. But then I remember there’s so many people in the Bible just like me. 

There’s so many Bible, just like me, that with You by their side overcame. 

I believe with my whole heart He’s going to help me. And you too. 

So here I am, laying this at your feet, again. And I’ll keep re-laying it down, as many times as it takes.