Sometimes I think I know exactly what would be best for me. Sometimes I insist I know what I really want. And sometimes … I am wrong. I am reminded of this again today.
I love that my kind and patient and loving Heavenly Father is willing to protect me from myself even though I can throw a two year old tantrum like the best of them when I don’t get my way. I love that He is stronger willed than I am. I love that He is willing to tough love me into growth.
He knows my heart. He knows what I really want. He knows what is truly best for me, and if I am willing to simply trust Him, I know that He will get me there.
Forever Grateful!
