The skies are so big as I do my little jog.
Not doubting that You hear me when I pray and are going to give me good gifts (-- wisdom, patience, power, grace...) and Not thinking You are done blessing my life, that the future is dreary and scary... all takes self-preaching and setting my mind on things above, not leaving them miring in the middle of the mundane.
Prayed for my brother today, that God would meet needs of a new era of ministry/marriage.
Prayed for my sons today, that God would give them friends that would pull them to Yourself.
Prayed for my dad's church, that they would be full of meekness and the blessedness of the beatitudes.
Prayed for my fellow staff at FCA to be personally met in their times with You.
All of these are totally out of my hands... My hands cannot produce the results I desire.
But I get to have a conversation with the Highest, with the One who is high and lifted up, the One who dwells also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit. He listens, generously giving wisdom to all who ask, without pointing His finger at all my failings.

I can face my future fearlessly, come what may, because...
HE WILL BE WITH ME.
He may be the only One that is.
But... if that day comes, I shall only know His Love and Mercy more awfully...
Grace will be clung to.
Mercy and Faithfulness shall resonate in my deeper places as the hurt drives in its mourning wedges.
With tears, I trust my future to You because I know Your thoughts and ways are not mine.
You are more compassionate and merciful than I know.
Nahum 1:8
"The LORD is good,
a Stronghold in the day of trouble;
He knows those who take refuge in Him."
I find I'm still coming back to heart surrender. Surrendering to the Shepherd.