Something broke in me today...in a good way. All the anxiety, fear and control came crashing down in reckless abandonment at the feet of Jesus. The stuff I've been trying to lay at His feet over and over again...it is finally resting there, along with my tears. Something broke and I looked up and I saw Jesus. I saw that He was there, once again, patiently waiting to take it all from me. And though I undoubtedly will visit this place again, a big chunk of what I could not reliquish to Him fell at His feet, and He reached out to me, took my empty hands in His and flooded my soul with His sustaining peace. I am His.
Praying you can lay down your burdens as well...
---Stacey
