Give it to God

Without a doubt, we are stressed. Surprisingly, I think the signs of stress have been relatively low - but lately, maybe a little higher. Tolga seems to get hair infections when he is stressed and its currently out-of-control in the tender spots all over his head. I had full sinuses last week, either some allergy or cold that has drained into my lungs and chest congestion. But most of all, we are both tired. Really tired. I'm tired just writing how tired I am. We shouldn't be tired - its not like we are doing strenuous work everyday, or staying up late. But sleep is interrupted, and during the day - it seems all "down time" is just taken up by stressful items. I think the onslaught of stress is just plain tiring.

I started to write out the minute details but realized there are few people in this world that really care about these details besides the one involved - and me being one of those persons was already feeling bored of the tiresome details.

So what do we do with our stress? Ignore it? Go for a run? Give it to God? I'm not sure how this is supposed to work because no matter what, we still have to deal with it, daily - the minute details of many ordeals going on. I still have to make the phone calls, write the emails, connect with people, search for solutions. It isn't as if any of this will be gone with a snap of the fingers or a magic phone call - -- so what are we really praying for when we "give it to God"?

10 million dollars?

That would help.

Direction?

Preferably a highlighted route with mile markers from point to point.

Peace? Wisdom?

I'll take it.

So what's left?

My fear.

My anxiety.

The unknown.

Self-doubt.

Am I doing all I can? Am I missing something? Have I let go enough? Did I let go too easily?