For those of you who know me well, I have been frayed around the edges lately. Yep, I was ragged around the edges.

I find myself often wanting some particular thing to happen that I am forcing the issue, and trying to take matters in my own hands.

I keep having to talk myself down, and I am sure that GOD goes, "Here we go again".

It is not that I don't trust his driving, I am just impatient and want to backseat drive.

So every once in a while, he lets me have control, only to prove to myself that I am out of control.

Sometimes it takes a distinct effort for me to be sure that he is the man in charge, not I.

You know, my life is much more laid back, much more enjoyable when I rely on the fact that everything is unfolding as he intends.

I did some broad tallying and the number who should be at the family reunion next month is mid to upper nineties. Pretty wild since the original group only numbered 19 or so.

Tomorrow is Tj's birthday. We will be at thirty days in our forty day time period. I catch myself thinking about the number forty in the Bible and its significance.

FATHER, thank YOU. My hope is built on YOU.