There is so much effort in believing I must know what comes next.

Today I am asked to give that effort away.

I give God my thoughts before they become plans, my plans before they become actions, and my actions before I decide what they must accomplish. I step back—not because I am powerless, but because I no longer want fear to be my guide.

Perhaps guidance will come quietly: a softer response, a willingness to wait, a sudden knowing to speak, or the grace to leave something alone.

I do not have to direct this day.

I can receive it.

And when I stop insisting that I know where it should lead, I may begin to notice the countless gifts and mercies that were waiting for me all along.