
I'm sick to my stomach with heartache. I'm trying not to worry to just give it over to God. I know he doens't want me to worry. I know that I shouldn't worry. He loves me. He wants what is best for me. He has control over everything and through him anything is possible. I can get through everything. It happens for a reason. He has plans for me. Plans that are good. I hate feeling this way. I try to start praying every time I feel anxious, but it's been hard. I'm worrying about Janie and Ophelia. I can't imagine life with out them. I'm worried about something I've been praying about that concerns my heart. I felt like it was the right thing to pray for so I'm not understanding this recent change of events. I suppose it isn't for me to understand. It isn't for me to reason out. It's for me to turn to God with. To trust him with. To know that things will turn out for the best, because that is the kind of God that I love and worship.







