Today as I sit here, my head is spinning. Literally. Things change so rapidly that I don’t know whether I am coming or going. I would love to make plans for the future (heck, even for Thanksgiving) but I can’t…I don’t know what my weekend will look like because of work. Will I be in NY at the Greater NY Dental Meeting? Will I be in Syracuse celebrating Thanksgiving with my Oma and my relatives from NY? Will I be in NJ celebrating with my parents, my sister and her family? Who knows? Not me.
As I take a deep breath, I am trying not to worry about the details. I know that whatever is supposed to happen, will. I know that I am not in control of my life, but the One who created me is. I know that He has all of the details planned out, and my part is to agree, to work with Him. I can fight it, too…but that causes a lot of heartache and sleepless nights. So, I wait, for Him.
Lately, God has been reminding me of key sermons that I have heard in the past. One of the sermons is something I may develop on my blog…to dig into the scripture for myself and see what God speaks to my heart. Do you recall the story in the NT about the person with the withered hand? Jesus asked him to put his hand forward for healing. I think that is something it would be valuable to explore.
Deneen White 