Worrying Gets You Nowhere, Trust Me!

Lately I find myself stressing, worrying, fretting over the simplest things. Why? I have no clue. That's just the human in me, I guess. I'm learning the older I get the glory of prioritizing. I'm learning to do what makes me happy and what benefits me and the others around me most. I'm learning "don't sweat the small stuff, Em". Spend time with the people who make you happy, lift you up, and encourage you most. I've learned in my short little life that chasing after the people who stress you out are not the friends worth having. Friendship is a two lane road and if you find that you're the only one ever traveling it, you might want to consider turning around. I believe that God puts certain people in our life for reasons. Some only for seasons, some for a lifetime. You'll figure out who goes where sooner or later. I guess the point of this post is, focus on what's important in your life and don't let the small things weigh you down. We're strong and remember God will never gives us more than we can handle. You can get through anything with the right attitude. Take the chance to take on the challenge of worrying less, with me! Ephesians 6:10 "Finally, be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power." 
xoxo
-Em

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