everything I worry about is silly—money, money, whether I am wasting my time, whether I am letting things pass me by, love, rooming, travel, money, love
but it’s kind of nice to think that when I do this, God is just chuckling little (big) God chuckles, like “seriously, liv, you have no idea”
I used to hate this whole idea that accepting God meant accepting some plan that I didn’t choose and I couldn’t control. Maybe it’s backwards from how some people grow up. But I need that plan, because maybe it’s already mapped out, but I know it’s going to be a very very amazing plan, better than one I could dream of for myself, and I will never feel one bit like I have it all figured out. And i really like that.
“little (big) God chuckles”
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