When I was just a little girl,
I
asked my mother, “What will I be?
Will
I be pretty? Will I be rich?”
Here’s
what she said to me
“Que
Serra, serra
Whatever
will be will be
The
furutre’ not ours to see
Que
sera, sera
What
will be, will be”
- Jay Livingston
Lately I’ve been channeling into the “soul searching
”station and diligently reading the bible to seek solace in the lord and his
words, and I became immersed into a great peacefulness which I still feel and it’s
been two days and hey, even yoga can’t beat this. You see, I’ve been fighting
with him- harsh words, anger and a great deal of fussing and “whys?” – simply,
because I’ve been handling it all on my own.
But after all of this fuss he’s tempered me and it feels great. I’ve
given all of my fight to him and I suddenly realize that life is going to unfold soon and he’ the
only one who can reveal the way. So, in the mean time I’ll be praying and
allowing myself to soak in the feeling of complete surrender and peaceful
sobriety and trusting him.
Sometimes it’s just a matter of saying “que serra serra” and
letting it be.
In the mean time, I've been listening to a lot of Corrine Bailey since lately and healing.
In the mean time, I've been listening to a lot of Corrine Bailey since lately and healing.
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