Not My Job
I just realized I’ve been doing some things that are not my job.
Maybe you can relate.
Worrying over outcomes that I have no control over.
If I trust,
If I believe that all things are working together for our good
Then the things that are out of my control
belong squarely in the hands of the universe/god/higher power
not my job.
So I am diligently practicing my response.
When worry raises it’s never-ending stream of questions
(have you noticed this too? The minute one thing is solved, worry digs something else out of the basket of life to draw your attention too as if to say—-here’s something else that needs your obsessing, hand wringing ,anxious self…)
When it raises yet another question
I am ready with my answer
Take it to the one in charge.
Who has it covered
Who has the answers
This thing you are bringing me
Not my job.
so much more time to for us to do our real work when we leave the other to the one who’s got our back 🙂
So…what’s your job?
P.S. Special Reminder for Area Peeps—“Christmas in the 40’s”
If you are close enough to hear my sis doing her art of singing–you will be in for a treat !!
Rosemary Clooney style with some of the best songs ever penned for the holidays.
She has talked me into doing one fun song with her…”Sister, Sisters”….of course! Click here for details.