Desperately Dependent

So this morning I awoke and anxious thoughts began swirling almost as soon as my feet hit the floor. You see, it's a very demanding season at work..one class is buried trying to finish up the year in a few months while the next is preparing to come. And Im trying desperately to serve both. Then throw in a lot of traveling to see family, a sick grandma who I'm carrying heavily on my heart and trying to see as often as I can, and add to that the normal little daily trials that can sometimes be more sanctifying then the big things! Example: dropping my iPhone in the toilet, losing the transmission in my car and navigating finding a new car, getting lost for an hour and a half in scary areas of downtown Louisville and almost running out of gas...I think you get the idea. It's been a full month! Well back to this morning, all of these things were churning through my head. How would I EVER complete all the tasks required of me? It seemed a little hopeless. And here's where I got it right. It IS hopeless. Apart from Christ, I can do nothing. Not even the good works He's called me to. I am fully dependent on Him for anything and everything I accomplish. As I was reading from Psalm 31, I was reminded that my times are in his hand. He will equip me. And oh how I dont want to just try to pull myself up by my bootstraps and motor on. I want to face each and every morning desperate for my Savior. Desperate for his empowering presence. Desperately dependent. Then and only then can I face each day with joy and hope, enjoying the sweet communion with my Savior that such dependence brings.