water in the desert: condensed.

I was recently at the Market. Matt was sitting in the shade thinking about deep and awesome things. I was playing in the water and deciding whether to stress about life and hardships and sadness or how on earth to "give it to God." And then it was like the Lord said to me, "hi little heavy hearted friend. i see your struggle, i've heard your cry. tell me: are you the one who provides all their needs according to your glorious riches? Nope, not you, that's me. Let me do my job. I will provide what they need, i will provide what you need. Give your worries to me. I can handle all of these thoughts." So I proceeded to spend the rest of that time giving some of my clenched fists and heavy heart and dried up tears to God. Worries about people who mean so much and hurt so much and are in control of none of it. Worries about life and the people who were so hungry and wanting food or money that were all around us. And then, I felt free. Free because God is God and I am not! Free because I will hold the people I love with open hands. Free because I am not in charge. Free because HE will provide GLORIOUS riches. Free because I remember that I am one person who loves a lot only because I've been loved so much. Free because I serve a god who takes away, but who also gives. Who gives freely and abundantly. Who gives us a reason to rejoice about even the teensiest thing! It's the only way I know how to find water in the desert.