and maybe it's the thrill that keeps me coming back. i have a trust that the car won't fall off the tracks. so i throw my arms in the air and smile through my terrified screams.
the past couple of days have felt like a roller coaster and the ride's not over yet.
i have been applying for jobs and checking out new places to live and every time i get excited about one, it falls through. but i continue to ride. i go from moments of peace and trust knowing that God will provide, to moments of fear that my life won't work out.
and even as i type that, i realize how RIDICULOUS that is! "my life won't work out"??? really? okay, so maybe that's not the fear. maybe it's more of a disappointment that i've told God exactly what i think my life should look like, and He's clearly indicating He has a different path. wow. even that's ridiculous. i have a better plan than the creator of the universe? hmmmm. yikes. if left to my own abilities, my roller coaster car WOULD fall off the tracks...
so i find myself excitedly throwing my arms in the air, all the while scared of the unknown twists and turns. still smiling, occasionally slowly chugging up a big hill and other times, racing along the tracks so quickly you get bugs in your teeth.
but i'm gonna fight to trust the creator of the roller coaster. the sustainer of the roller coaster. and a God who loves me so much, He gave me roller coasters to enjoy.