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Control

I like control. I like knowing what's coming up, what to expect, what the plan is. I hate the unknown, the uncertain - I want to know what the future holds and make sure it's a smooth journey. But as the year draws to an end, and the uncertainties of the next few months/next year emerge, I realise I don't and can't have control. 

I have a plan for the future, but as James 4 says, 'What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.' 

Who can say tomorrow I will do this, next year I will do this, in the future I will do this? The future is big and scary, but when control is surrendered to God, there is no need to be afraid. Things may not go according to my plan, in fact, it won't, but I can rest knowing God's plan is so much greater and so much better. 

Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.  - Psalm 127:1

Surrender your plans to God. Trust him amongst the uncertainties of life. He has a plan for you. 

And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. - Romans 8:28

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