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God keeps taking things I think I’m certain of and surprising me.
I am learning to trust Him not only in the trials that I didn’t expect, but also in the blessings I didn’t expect.
My plans and expectations for better or worse are laid to waste by the reality that God is, as always, in control. It was about three years ago that I sat beneath a tree by the stream at Berachah, staring up at strong branches and the night sky, as someone over the phone reminded me, “Sarah, you’re not God. YOU’RE NOT GOD.” I know that that friend was simply being an unknowing mouthpiece of the Father Who loves me, and I have never forgotten that moment of realizing just how wholly I needed to surrender my will.
I have been reminded of that moment many, many times since then, as I too often seek to take control again. Yet He is always gentle and loving in breaking me and bringing me to my knees again, bringing me back to a place where I am humbled by the greatness of His love and Who He is.
And for that, dear God, I am grateful. I am so thankful for how You love me so much that despite my seeming inability to ever really wrap my mind around trusting you as completely as I know I ought to, You woo me into a greater submission and obediance simply by Your heart for me.
Thank you- for everything, You know.

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