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Let me fill you in on a little personality trait of mine--I'm type A to the extreme. I despise wasting time, I can't stand incompetence, I'm a very hard worker and have been described as a "perfectionist" multiple times, I find it difficult to relax, especially when I have deadlines hanging over my head, and, well, you get the gist. (If you want to see if you're type A, the huffington post put out an article. Here's the link: 

Anyway, there are definitely plenty of positive things that come from being a type A person, but there's one major downfall. I have a very difficult time being still in the Lord's presence and following His leading. Actually, I typically say that I'm surrendering my everything to God, but when He doesn't work fast enough or in the way I think he should, I take the reigns back (I know, it's problematic. I'm asking God to help me give up control of my life day by day!) I feel as if I have to be constantly moving or doing something. It's hard for me to simply sit and rest in God's goodness and grace. Even when I'm doing my daily devos in the morning, I have to focus intently on keeping deadlines and to do lists out of my brain! I think that's one reason why I love Psalm 23. This particular psalm is written in such a way that my mind immediately pictures a beautiful, calm setting in the middle of an oasis. The chaos of the world suddenly stops, and the oasis is peaceful and refreshing, not by my own doing, but because God is my shepherd. With the Lord, I don't have to worry about anything. He provides for my needs, he takes away my deepest concerns, he loves me immensely and never will leave my side. Have you thought about how amazing that is?! Our God is a God of hope and rest. He doesn't want us to frantically run around trying to control every single aspect of our lives. Instead, he asks us to come to Him and trust His lead. Enjoy knowing that the Lord will never lead you astray, dear friends! Give up the selfish desire to control the events in your life--just let it go. See that the Lord is GOOD and sovereign. He will never fail you nor will He forsake you! 

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.


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