Control Isn’t Really What You’re After (Five Minute Friday)

For years, I thought it would make me safe. I strapped it on for size, pulling the ropes taut—trying to secure that which felt out of reach.

I fretted, plotted, and paced trying to tame what might come…the unexpected, the unknown, the unraveling ahead.

Through sweat, tears, and orders barked, I tried to grasp shiny security, but the further I reached, the more frustrated I became.

Control was a mirage.

It wasn’t really what I wanted. I desired peace within. Yet I thought I wanted to be in th...