Being sick

If the trials, especially lately for me being this sick, are particularly tough, trusting God tends to be easier for me. Bad health. These are trying times, indeed--but they fall so far above my control that it is easier to commit them to t...he Lord & rest in His will. All I can do in these situations is pray anyway, & the peace that the Lord promises inevitably comes. It always does. It never leaves me. I rest in Him, because I have to, because I want to, because I need to.
My battle rages more on the filed of trivialities--where my bills pile up, family might stress me out, my list of to-dos seems overwhelming, because I can't do them, they become my un-doables. I seem to sweat the small stuff, because in my mind--these things are my domain, my responsibiltiy, & my fault if I fail to do them.
Somewhere in my mental compartment God is relegated to the 'big' & 'important' events, while I flouder around in the daily details that drag me down in stress & despair.
When the Spirit is leading, I can detect my distraction from a godly focus.
I 'breathe out' all the events that are stressing me out, & I breathe in the reality of God's sovereignty(even in the details) & simply relax. It requires not only identyfying my mental state, but also excusing myself from the fray that is causing it--if only for a moment--to refocus on Christ.
When I do let my requests be made known to God, the same peace that pervades my soul in the serious crisis comes over me in the midst of my mundane day & prepares my heart to joyfully handle every trial & triumph God brings my way. It doesn't seem so 'big' or 'scary' to face them anymore. I suddenly realize that it's 'ok'. It's okay to let go and leave things undone. I can't do it anyway. So, I let go, and relax.