Preach Through My Lyrics

  Lately I am becoming wary of making plans. I'm not talking about stuff like maybe travelling sometime next month, or enrolling for school, or career related things. That's a stretch. My idea of plans here is what many people would deem inconsequential. You know, things like getting up tomorrow morning, or calling someone in the afternoon. Making fried rice for dinner, going to church on Sunday, folding that laundry I did a week ago, or simply just eating at some point before the day ends. I'm becoming wary of making plans because, quite frankly, I don't know. I don't know whether my body will still have the strength it had when I said I would run some errands in town. I don't know whether my mind will decide to shut down just when I'm supposed to help a friend out with a project like I said I would. I don't know when my appetite will figure it's an excellent time to up and leave, or my tastebuds decide to tell my brain that even my favorite things ...

 "Trust the process." I am certain you have heard or read that phrase countless times by now. It's one of the things we tell ourselves when life isn't looking quite like we hoped it would at one point or the other- to remind us to stick to our guns just a little longer. The point is usually that whatever tough season we find ourselves in is part of the bigger picture, part of a million little pieces that fall into place at different times to bring out something beautiful in the long run. Photo by Alex Shute on Unsplash Trusting the process amounts to different things for different people. Or different things in different seasons. It can look like sticking it out at a job you don't necessarily like as you build the capacity to get to wherever you want to be. It could also be sticking to a work-out routine for months on end before noticing a change in your body. The bit most people resonate with is enduring seasons of financial difficulty before finally getting to ...