And he says "STOP SCOOTING!"
But God, I'm sitting like you said, I'm just fidgeting... what's wrong with that?
And he says "You're restless, and worrying.
Do I not own the cattle on a thousand hills?
Do I not know how many hairs are on your head?
You've taken anothers yoke upon you and it's weighing you down,
Let me come alongside you again. Trust me again.
So, here I sit...
Lord help me to let go of those things that make me restless and encourage me to worry.
Teach me to rest in your peace.
*Thank you to my Pastor for speaking what I needed to hear