Oh you of little faith.

I can't believe a year ago I was full of fear and anxiety over life "changing."

I can't believe three months ago I wasn't sure if God would provide or allow the opportunity for me to go back to Lee.

I can't believe how hard it is for me to be content, NOW.

I can't believe how much time and effort I spend being anxious/worrying/fearful.

The Righteous lack no good thing.
NO GOOD THING.

He is with me even to the very end.
WITH ME. FOREVER. I'M NOT ALONE.

His burden is easy, His yoke is light.
I AM BEING CARRIED.

I know these Scriptures, I read these Scriptures. I study God's Word. And still so many times in my life I go straight back to this feelings. I was reading in my devotions the other day and realized how selfish of me. How ungreatful of me. To not trust the Lord who holds me, who never lets me go. Who promises that I will never be WITHOUT. NEVER LACK. Who provides and will provide again. Who sought me out when I wasn't looking for Him. Who has constantly put people into my life who have been His hands, feet, and words to me. Who has kept me from harm. Who has brought me joy in sorrow and strength in weakness.

I am completely taken care of.

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