We had a discussion at the end of the session. Do we trust God? If you had a family to support and was fired from your job, would you trust God to provide for you until you found a new job? I sure as heck wouldn't. Do I bring every problem I have to God? No.
Sure I hate physical pain-but it's a lot easier to trust God with that and nothing else. I want the feeling that I have control over my life. I've grown accustomed to it.
I come home to get the mail. Behold. AP test scores are in. I had been waiting for them ever since I took the test in May. I was so excited to get them because for some reason I knew I would be pleased with what I would find.
Once the envelope was in my hand, I instantly panicked. I was scared to open it. The suspense kills me, I rip it open and read the letter of suck-age. I bombed my test. The paper had "you suck at life" written all over it.
This wasn't the only unfortunate thing to happen to me this summer. My summer is full of unfortunate happenings. Did I go to God? Nah. I'd like to think I did. I've made many decisions lately that I thought I could handle on my own.
This is where I'd like it to end. Here and now. I'm making the commitment.
