Thursday, August 23, 2012

Joshua 1:9

Today is the last day I have at home before I begin my new life at Biola. This whole summer has been a huge time of growth in my relationship with God, and as the time for me to move has come closer, I have grown closer to Him. I've been praying a lot, about pretty much everything you can think of. I've been praying that God will provide a job. I've been praying that there will be a dance studio within walking distance that I can go to. I've been praying that I will make friends. I've been praying that I will learn a lot, and do well in my classes. I've been praying all day for so many different things, and in some ways, it's been great. At the same time, I believe I've been worrying about so many different things. What if I don't get a job? What if I can't find a dance studio, and can't do the thing I love the most? What if everyone hates me? What if I'm single forever? What if I chose the wrong major? What if I fail my classes, and lose my financial aid?

The Bible is clear that we are not to worry about tomorrow, and yet it seems to be the hardest thing for us to give up our worries to God. Yes, I've been praying about my worries, but I haven't truly given them up to God. Rather I'm telling God that I'm worried about x, y, and z, and then acting as if I'm not sure God will be able to provide. I'm worried about things that are already in God's hands. Tonight, as I finish packing and start a new life at Biola, I am giving my worries to God. I will not worry about the things that are already in His hands. This tug of war with God is silly. My life is in His hands, and has been since the beginning.

I know that as I continue to seek God's will in all that I do, He will continue to provide for me in all that I do. Everything I do, I do to bring glory to God. Worrying will not be bringing glory to God, and even if I have to pray every day and give my worries to Him, it will be so much better than the stressing out and worrying I have put myself through.


-Savannah




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