Mom sent this memo to me years ago, but I'm so glad I held onto it. I'm writing this one down and praying that it helps me remember that my voice, as loud as it is, isn't the one that lets real life in.

I know I struggle with with holding on too tightly to anything that keeps me feeling like I am in control of my own life, when I should be accepting with open hands God's will for my life. I used to be afraid to pray that His will would be done in my life, because His will is unknown and unpredictable. But somewhere in my journey that fear went away, mostly, and I can pray with unclenched hands that His will be done, because I do believe, He is good.