Vaya con Dios

Vaya con Dios…

go with God…

 Misa gave me a ring that had that engraved on it.  She said that she got it because she knows that she and I have a hard time doing that at times, but to trust in Him anyhow.

 Why is it so hard to “vaya con Dios?”

He knows everything.  Everywhere that we’ve been and everywhere that we will go.  Shouldn’t it be easy to just go with God?… oh the struggle for control.  When you let go and…let God you rest in the hands of the creator.  The hands that created the heaven and the earth and the entire universe.  That is probably the best place that you can be while still living in this broken world. 

So many times I cried or worried about where I should go, what I should do, where God wanted me to be.  But in the end, as long as I align my heart with His and want my desires to be His…I should end up where He wants me=> exactly where I’m supposed to be. 

I’m going to try to remember to go with God with a trusting heart more.

Thanks for the reminder hermerner. te amo

vaya con Dios mis amigos