He holds the universe in the palm of His hand. He commands and the wind and waves obey. He “knit me in my mother’s womb.” He knows the hairs on my head. He knows the plans He has for me.
So WHY DO I WORRY?????
Some things are so hard for me to see. As I grow older, my vision is decreasing. I wear bifocals, which is crazy, and still have trouble making things out. Not a good sign for my job since it can be very detailed, small things that must be observed. And I can’t see. I can’t keep my hands as steady anymore. Minute movements are difficult for me.
And, I can’t see my future at all. My past is obscure. My present is shaky and distorted.
This is just talking about my perspective, my ability to notice all that is going on. It has nothing to do with my control of the past, the present or the future. I have none.
So many doors seem closed. So much feels hindered.
But what hinders HIM? What locks shut Him out or contain Him?
So I listen as He tells me, “I got this.”
The Healing Worshipper 
As I sit on the floor holding a sewing needle in one hand, thread in the other I wonder, ‘Father, how am I gonna get this… into there, with these eyes’? * laughs* Yes its you, hearing all my fears, wiping away all my tears. And just when I’m about to give up, it is you I see…doing it for me. Yes, you are my best friend.
Was thinking of you this morning, wondering if your working on anything.
Blogging and trying to get my book out there. Publishing is an interesting and frustrating process.
Many things are said to be frustrating in the process. * smiles* What’s always a good thing to remember is, its not getting from point A to point B that matters most, its the journey from here to there that does. * bows*