I hated group projects in school. There was always at least one person who didn’t do their fair share of the work. I couldn’t stand the idea that my grade would be judged on someone else’s effort, or lack thereof.
So I made sure to do the extra work for that person. I refused to settle for a poor grade, even if I had to take up the slack.
I like to be in control of things, my destiny, my finances, what my kids learn, what we eat. Please tell me I’m not the only one out there. It all comes from the desire for my family to have the best. Which is good right?
It’s good to want what is best for you and your family, but we can’t control everything. Yet, I hang on with both hands, tightly clenched, knuckles glaring.
When I finally have worn myself out, my muscles shake, and my legs give out, that’s when I surrender the problem to God.
Once we surrender our problem to God, He can begin to solve it, not before. Continue reading