Thursday, March 17, 2011

My bathtub, my rules.

You know, those really big ones that could seriously alter the course of your life?
Not changing who you are, but changing where you be who you are.
I don't feel like I'm qualified to make some decisions. Like someone smarter and older should be making these decisions for me. But that's just how it's always been. I should probably get used to that. Siiiiigh.

When I have big things to think about, stupid little things make me abnormally angry.
Like the other drain on the bathtub that tells you how full your bathtub can be. I was just sitting there basically fuming, thinking "Where do these people get off? This is my bathtub. In my house. If I want it to be too full, it'll be too full."

But then it got more complex that that. I started getting more angry that I can't control more things in my life.
I can't control if my best friend wants to hang out with drunken redneck lame-o's who will push her away from God and where she needs to be.
I can't control my friends getting pregnant.
I can't control what my parents do.
None of it is my hands. I mean, I feel like it should be. I always take responsibility for things I really don't need to.

Ever since, I was little I've been told "Oh, don't worry about anything. God's in control."
That's such a broad statement. A Sunday school answer to playground trauma. I mean, we don't really think about it until we feel like we can't conrtol anything.
Basically, what I've gathered is that I need to stop trying to make everything go the way I personally think it should be going and just let things flow.
You really can't control the flow of His plans, you can only disrupt it.
Which I don't plan on doing anymore.

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So apparently, more people read my blog than I thought they did... Like 16 actually. Whoa.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Just a metaphor.

You know how you always have that one puzzle piece that looks like it'd fit perfect for the empty space on your puzzle? But then you try to make it fit and it just doesn't fit at all?
That's how I feel.