Have a Little Faith

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will worry about its own things..."
Matthew 6:34


I'm reading the book Have a Little Faith by Mitch Albom. 
Actually, I had been reading it before I moved to Boise and after I did- I didn't really pick it up! Sad, I know. 
So today I started reading again and was reminded of how beautiful this book is. I really love Mitch Albom as an author. He's truly inspiring! 
This scripture above was quoted in it- I love it. 
The ironic thing is I've been worrying about my summer and the following semester so much- its ridiculous! 
Obviously, I am the kind of person who likes to know what's going to happen in my future. Not a play by play in one single day (ex) 7:40 Wake up, eat, shower, be out the door by 8:30.. go to class then at noon eat lunch, 12:30 hang out with Zack until 4... take Sophie for a walk at 4:15... you get the just of it, right? haha I'm already tiring myself being that organized and timely! 
Anyway- I like to know where I'll be in 6 months. What school I'll be going to, my physical location, my major. Things like that. The past week or two have definitely thrown of my 'plan for the future' and it started to bother me. 
I'm learning I just need to let go, and if something isn't as perfect as I want it to be then that's okay. 
This is also quoted from that book. Maybe it'll inspire you to read it? :)

From a Sermon by the Reb, 1975 

     "A man seeks employment on a farm. He hands his letter of recommendation to his new employer. It reads simply, 'He sleeps in a storm.'

The owner is desperate for help, so he hires the man. Several weeks pass, and suddenly, in the middle of the night, a powerful storm rips through the valley. Awakened by the swirling rain and howling wind, the owner leaps out of bed. He calls for his new hired hand, but the man is sleeping soundly. 

     So he dashes off to the barn. He sees, to his amazement, that the animals are secure with plenty of feed. He runs out to the field. He sees the bales of wheat have been bound and are wrapped in the tarpaulins. He races to the silo. The doors are latched, and the grain is dry. 

     And then he understands. 'He sleeps in a storm."

     My friends, if we tend to the things that are important in life, if we are right with those we love and behave in line with our faith, our lives will not be cursed with the aching throb of unfulfilled business. Our words will always be sincere, our embraces will be tight. We will never wallow in the agony of 'I could have, I should have.' We can sleep in a storm. 

     And when it's time, our good-byes will be complete."