Does anyone know what I mean?
I don't know if it's simply being rundown by the constantness of life and the different hats I wear or if it's God's way of redirecting me. Whatever it is, it has me holding up my hands to God asking Him to take things off my plate as He wishes, and put things on as He wishes. And even that has me a little nervous because I was comfortable where I was. Really, really comfortable.
Life is so much more comfortable when I'm running full steam ahead. When my goal is fixed in my mind and I know the path to that goal and I'm making progress, even if it's small steps of progress. That forward momentum is important for my mental well-being and with all momentum becalmed and embalmed in cotton candy... well, it's just not pretty and it's certainly not sweet!!
So tell me, what do YOU do when you feel ambushed by cotton candy?