i am my father’s daughter. i am also my mother’s daughter. but when it comes to stress, i take the paternal anxiety to the n-th degree. after reaching yet another breaking point, i called dad with my fears and frustrations.
of the things my dad advised, i was reminded that if i have given something over, then i must leave it at that. trust that my cries for help have been heard, and that i need to truly let go of that which i have given up.
if i said i’ve trusted, then own it. live as if i trust Him whose stresses i’ve given. hmm. it would make sense; i haven’t been doing a good job taking care of it myself. and i’ve asked for help. so why hold on to something (stress) that i’ve since apparently given up?
thanks, dad. i’ll try to hold onto this wisdom today.