In His Hands

I give this day over to Christ.
For probably the past 22 years I've not been doing that and I think that is the source of really all my issues.
By thinking that I have control of the day, I am fooling myself into thinking that this life belongs to me; when in fact it does not.

I read Job last night and admittedly I chose it because i need a job so I figured maybe it could be some kind of representation or something.
Not so.
BUT I needed to read it nonetheless.
After I finished the first chapter I began to cry.
I felt almost convicted by Job's faithfulness in spite of all the terrible things that happened to him.
That's one of the great things about the Bible, though, is that no matter how many times I read it, I can find a different meaning or significance in the same passage.
So here's to being a Job.
I want that unfailing faithfulness to define my life.
I want God to look at me as a servant of God that would never cease to praise him despite any trials that come my way.

P.S. I just experienced incredible healing. My stomach was hurting MAJORLY so I laid hands on it and spoke healing over it in the name of Jesus and the pain went away instantly. I am so impressed with the power of God, always.