There have been plenty of times I have stuff spinach in my kids mouths. I am lucky enough that Conner loves it now, and will willingly eat it. We have it a lot, and now someone’s two year old is dead because of it.
You just can’t control life.
I have thought a lot about it today. I want to be able to control everything. My husband, my job, my kids my house, my friends. I don’t like feeling as though something is out of my control — but when it comes down to it, it all is. It’s all totally out of control.
The world keeps spinning, and we can’t stop it.
Spencer keeps having accidents, and we can’t stop him.
And if God sees fit to take someone I love — I can’t stop Him. As much as I might try.
It seems like we’re placed on this earth to try and keep control of ourselves and our lives and yet realize that God controls everything, and thus, we must be obedient to him. Just another slippery slope we’re balancing on…. I just wish I had better core muscles.
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