We really don't know what each day will bring, do we?
I am a "Type A" personality. I make lists. I write things in my MomAgenda. I plan.
I was reminded today that only God knows what each day holds and my number one priority for each day should be to set my heart on pleasing Him, no matter what may come my way.
There are so many days that I miss the whole point.
This morning as I awoke, the sun was coming up over the hill behind our home and painting the sky beautiful shades of red and indigo. (Trust me, it was much more beautiful than this picture portrays.) It was only there for a brief moment and then it was gone.
I didn't know when I snapped this shot what the day would hold.
(It was a weird one. I shall spare you the details to protect the innocent!)
But God knew.
So, as I sit here this evening exhausted and somewhat dramatic, I am thankful that each day has a beginning...and an end. And God knows what will happen in the middle.
And when days are weird and challenging and frustrating and tiring, I can rest on that fact.
And be thankful that I can go to sleep.
And hopefully remember tomorrow to trust Him more than I did today.
So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own.