I had an epiphany of sorts tonight. I've been thinking about a lot of life issues of late, and thinking about my hopes and dreams and the like. I was letting the mind run through all kinds of possibilities tonight, as I have been doing similarly in the past few weeks. In one of those moments of disquiet a few days ago, I threw up my metaphorical hands in the air, and uttered the only words I knew to say that could counter all of the angst I was feeling: Thy will be done.
I've always viewed those words as something we're supposed to say, that we're supposed to reach an elevated plane where that is the mantra that we use to represent our truest devotion to God. To say those words shows that we are truly obedient to the will of God. Tonight, as I found myself realizing that once again these were the only words I was left with, I realized that perhaps the most important aspect about those four little words is that within them can be found peace.
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Regardless of our attitude, when we surrender to his will, I think God's response is, "Giddy up!"
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