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Sorting It Out



My life right now looks and feels like a pile of socks that need sorting and matched......
Or at least that's how I feel.
Did I mention I dislike sorting socks???
With a passion.
~sigh~

There has been several changes in my little corner of the world in the last few months. 
My emotions have been running high for several reasons.......
So high, I feel as though there are times they are choking me. 
I have gone from happy to fearful, stressed to feeling blessed, doubtful to belief, and confused to certainty .....
I have had no clue which piece (sock) of my world to pick up first.
From family members struggling to the point of drowning..........
To friends whose world seem on the verge of collapse...
And those who's strong desire for independence, has them on a path of pain and hard knocks. 

It all goes back to my "fix it" syndrome.
I know I must give it all to my daddy God......
I must lay it ALL down and leave it there. 
No matter what others may say of me or think of me......
I am to give it to Him.
However there are times in the natural it can be so difficult. 
This seems to be one of those times for me.
~ Geez Louise~

Through  many tears I ask my daddy God how am I to do this.......
And it is in the silence I feel His presence........
It's in the silence I can bare my heart and soul to the one who never forsakes me........
It is in the silence I hear his voice.

Luke 1:45 
" Blessed is she who believed, for there will be a fulfillment of those things which were told her from the Lord."

John 14:27
" Peace I leave with you, My peace I give you; not as the world gives do I give. Let  not your heart be troubled,neither let it be afraid. "

James 5:16
" Confess your trespasses to one another, and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The effective,fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much."

Not only has He placed those in my world to hold me up, love me without boundaries, and stand for me.........
 He shows me He is sorting all the "socks" (pieces) in my life.
For that is the love of my daddy God!!!
Do you have a life pile of socks that need sorting? 
Listen for the voice of the One who does it better than we could ever imagine.....
The voice of our Father. 
Let him sort it out!!!

xoxoxo
Stacey

James 5.:11
' Indeed we count them blessed who endure. You heard of the perseverance of Job and seen the end intended by the Lord-that the Lord is very compassionate and merciful."


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