HMMM

Today I am thinking too much. I am overanalyzing and I am worrying. I think about the future alot, like who my husband will be, how many kids I will have, where I will work. I worry about pushing people away by being overwhelming sometimes. I'm taking a step back and trying to take my eyes off of what is around me and looking to God, because absolutely everything eventually points to Christ.
"Luke 12:22 ; Do not be anxious about your life. ...28 If God so clothes the grass, which is alive in the fild today and tomorrow is inot the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith. Instead, seed His kingdom and these things will be added to you."

Because I so quickly can forget, music is my constant reminder and this is the song for today
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;
But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.

Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea—
Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.

Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;
And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Jesus is holding me fast and I'm being confident in that