A prayers to release control + rest in His plan

Another Monday, another mercy 🤍
The sun rose again in the sky that He made and breath filled my lungs once more—I deserve none of it and yet He gives and He gives and He gives. I’m so grateful.
Another reminder that peace isn’t found in fixing—
it’s found in staying close. It will always be my proximity to the Shepherd that assures my safety, my hope, and my peace.

Jesus, I want to live this prayer, not just pray it.
If I am ever cultivating the language of faith without actually walking it out, strip away all You must.
When my hands start to tighten around outcomes, help me open them again.
When I notice my pace picking up out of fear, slow me with Your calm.
When I want to rush through discomfort, teach me to look for what You’re shaping there.

Help me practice trust in real time—thank You for reminding me that opportunities to gain intimacy with You often disguise themselves as unwanted problems or scary circumstances.
Slow me down and help me:
🤍 By pausing before reacting.
🤍 By breathing before deciding.
🤍 By choosing gratitude over grumbling when plans shift.
🤍 By looking for You in small, unglamorous moments—the quiet obedience, the unseen kindness, the ordinary mercy.
🤍 By remembering that the most Heavenly form of stewardship is always surrender.
Your plans are good and Your heart is my refuge.

You keep inviting me to trade control for communion.
To release what I can’t carry and receive what I can’t lose.
To remember that rest isn’t inactivity—it’s intimacy.

So today, I’ll walk slower.
Listen longer.
Love softer.
And when anxiety calls me back to striving,
I’ll remember:
I don’t need to prove I’m enough or outproduce or justify or win the world’s approval—it is You who gives all good things.
I just need to stay close to the One who already is.