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God is GOOD.

Do you understand what that means? Do I understand what that means? That in every circumstance, in every situation, He is working for our best?

When I first heard the words "day of prayer" strung together, I felt really excited and really apprehensive all at the same time.

One on hand, I was thinking: A day? A *whole* day? For praying? This is going to be interesting...

But at the same time, I was thinking: A whole day? A whole day when I can just sit in His presence and open up my ears and listen to His heartbeat and just. be.? Sounds awesome!

And those three simple words were what I was left with at the end of such a day.

They hold so much.

I am a chronic worrier. If there's nothing else I'm doing, you can bet that I am worrying about something or the other.

I am also an organizational freak when it comes to things that I can control in my life... aaaannnd even what I can't control.

And as I went throughout this day, going through times of prayer alone, or with my class, or other groups, this one statement kept on coming back and back and back.

Because as much as I don't want to admit it... I don't trust God.

I don't trust Him to be good.

I don't trust Him to give me a full, fulfilling life, with a career that will daily inspire and challenge me, with a husband who understands my quirks and is a man of God {I mean, what if... oh, goodness no!...He doesn't have a husband up His sleeve for me...? aaaaaccckk!}.

And those fears seem so silly, but lived out in every day life, they're so hard to give over to Him, trusting that He is good.

It took me a long time to realize that He was good in my past. In fact, my past was the best plan for my life, although at the time I had no clue what He was up to.

And after today I'm starting to realize that He is always going to be good, and that I need not be afraid of giving my all to Him with fears of a dry career, boring husband (or, gasp! a nun's habit...).

He is good, and He created this small frail heart of mine with its many quirks and many dreams. He knows my way, all I have to do is give it over to Him.

The thing is, these realizations come, but it's what I do with them day after day after today that really will make a difference in how I live.

How would it change the way that you live, if you lived with the realization that He is GOOD?