Two members of the family have already headed out for a bike ride before dinner. I'm hoping to take a walk later.
And even in all this beauty around me, the day has been a little stressful. I'm reminded to surrender. It's such a pesky word. One that I don't really care for actually. Because, let's face it, as much as I try to deny it, I like to be in control. I like things done my way. But surrender isn't only needed, it's necessary.
As I've walked through the past few days, and anticipate the next few, I've had to surrender my plans and my ways numerous times. If I had had my way, in my perfect world, such and such a situation never would have happened. But the truth is, it did happen. And other stuff happens. And it's not a perfect world. I'm not perfect either. However, I serve and know the one who is. And he's asking me to, once again, surrender to his plans.
I don't know what the future holds. But God does. And as much as I'd like to tell him at times what I think it should hold, I'm choosing to surrender. There are days when it's more of a struggle than normal. And there are days when it doesn't seem to be a problem at all. But everyday needs to be one of surrendering and letting go. Letting God work in the middle of the messes.
I don't really know what's next. So I'm waiting and praying and following God's leading with the people he's placed in my life right now. And I know that whatever happens, God will get the glory, when I surrender to him.