Out of My Hands

I have such a hard time leaving my life and problems in God’s hands.  I find myself always trying to keep control of things and trusting in my own ability to solve my problems.  It helps me to picture a little scene more like this:

Mary stands before me with her hands open. Into them I place my time, my money, and my heart and ask her to carry them swiftly and give them to her Son. I have prayed the Memorare over them and am assured that she will do just as I ask.

What will He choose to do with my time, my money, and my heart? I feel like I have taken a bold step in handing these over to His best courier and sending them on their way.

Much like a package that has been handed over to the post office, these things are gone from my control.

May I have the grace and faith to leave them that way.

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