Sometimes I think I have it all under control. When this happens, I usually get humbled. Quickly. I'm at one of those times in my life where things are going pretty well. Of course, some stuff could be better. I wish I knew how to keep Caleb and Eva from physically harming each other (and me). I wish I could make the perfect yeasty dinner roll. I wish I could reach the top shelves. I realize I can't have everything and it is really okay because what I do have is pretty darn good.
Should I be anxious about what humbling experience is coming my way or just enjoy the ride?