fix-it girl

I have always been mechanical, well, for a girl. I am (pardon my pride) exceptional at setting up printers, assembling bookshelves, super-gluing, moving large pieces of furniture, unscrewing tight lids, etc. Most people find these attributes surprising given my stature and personality. Nevertheless, I find a sense of self-worth in being able to complete mundane tasks. Pathetic, I know. Unfortunately my "I can fix it" complex compels me to attempt to handle life's problems all on my own. Though un-screwing a tight lid does not require prayer or fasting, I all too often dismiss my need for the Lord's guidance and strength while in the throws of life's tight lids--the really tough, tight lids of losing loved ones, and complicated family dynamics, and facing new opportunities.  Sure, I recognize my need for more prayer and scripture during these times; however, after the prayers have been uttered and the scriptures have been read, I find that my heart continues to ache and my mind continues to churn, pumping out possible scenarios and alternatives for facing the challenges ahead. Why can't I simply "be still and know that He is God?" Why must I routinely cast myself in the role of head mechanic? Can't I lean on His "ever present help in times of trouble" and find rest in His "good, pleasing, and perfect will?" Today, I pray that this peccator could cast away her pride and ambition, and focus on His almighty power, His perfect peace, and His infinite wisdom, so that I may rest in His assurance that He indeed has plans to give me "hope and a future."
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