I woke up and heard “Go walking today”, so off I went. I decided to walk to the gas station at the end of the main street I live off of. Moo and I had discussed walking that way, so I thought now is as good a time as any to find out how far it would be to walk from our house to the store. As I was walking, I started praying, but I decided that I would not ask God for anything, but instead just thank Him and worship Him today. And I would laugh at myself, because I would catch myself asking and then redirect myself. I would tell myself that God knows what I need, what my fam and friends need, so just focus on the walk. I continued walking and thanking Him for past blessings and present blessings and the great times in my life and the not so great times, and that’s when it hit me: He wants to know who I am, He wants me to know who I am, without all the extra, when I am not getting my own way, when I am not controlling the outcome. He wants me to learn that there is strength in humility, that me controlling everything is just fear, and that if I am always getting my own way, then something is wrong, because His way is the only way that matters. And as usual, I laugh at myself, because that’s the only thing left to do, other than apologize for my behavior and ask God to forgive me. I look around and I see that Team Pruden is still Team Pruden, Team Holley is still ride or die, my friends are still my friends, I have been blessed with a couple of new ones that rock, and that God is still God….now I have to continue to work on KP 2.0, the version that is still the same, even if she doesn’t get her own way….
Getting My Own Way
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Keischa Pruden hails from Eastern North Carolina and is a self-proclaimed country girl. She is a wife, mother of 2, licensed therapist, and published author. In her free time, Keischa enjoys listening to music of various genres, reading urban novels (her guilty pleasure), and writing for online publications such as The Mighty, which offers encouragement and a voice for those with special needs, and Notes and Narratives. View all posts by keischapruden