Let It Go

I continue to turn this thing with my boss over and over in my head. Let it go, me. Or, perhaps I’ll try a different tack: Lord, can you take this one off my plate? Feel free to replace it with ideas and inspirations of how I can help people instead. Or what my new job should be. Or even, ya know, some calming thoughts.

That’s not a gripe with you, lord, but one with me and the endless loop of worry in my head. Thanks for your help.

 
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