All my troubles and worries and problems are about the size of ant poop. They seem big. They all seem so important but when God is in control they aren't that big anymore. Today I've been focusing on the bad. I've been reliving the moment Braden passed out. I keep seeing it over and over in my head like it's on reply but I keep seeming to forget the part where he woke up and he's okay and everything is fine now. I keep seeming to forget the part where God is in control. Some other stuff I can't get into has happened this week as well. I'm having a hard time dealing to say the least. I talked to my friend about it and she reminded me just how in control God is. I went home and on my way home I prayed the whole way and I got home I prayed and I read my bible and just sat and listened and my phone beeped. It was from a friend I hadn't heard from since camp this past summer. She asked me to pray for her and we talked a while and I was shown how God uses me because that's something else I've been struggling with: how does God use little ol' me?
I can talk to people. I can help them through things and that's what I did tonight. I got right where I need to be with God and I helped someone and helped me put everything else into perspective.
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