Dear Diary

As I lay in my bed,
I’ve got so much on my mind,
as usual.
I’m a buzzing bee.
Thinking about this and that
plus everything else in between.

Getting enough sleep
seems to be a luxury I haven’t been able
to achieve in my adult life.
Just the other day,
I was letting the cat out of the bag,
telling my sister how cursed I feel
to be laced with the poison of
worry.

Don’t get me wrong,
I am blessed in so many other ways.
I just wish I knew how to
fully let go and trust God
in everything like I know I should…
but I don’t.

I don’t trust anyone!
Trust, is the root of my worries.
I feel like I have so much going on
(join the rest of the world, right? Yeah, LOL. I know)
that I don’t know any way out
of this turmoil so I continue on
the path I’ve known for far too long.

But, the truth is: I’m ready to let go
of my worries and trust God fully and completely
because worrying myself
into an early grave
is not something I’m looking forward to.

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2 thoughts on “Dear Diary

  1. You reminded me of something Winston Churchill said “When I look back on all these worries I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.”

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