I believe one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to do is let go--let go of failed relationships, friendships, big things. Even harder though, is letting go of the little things. How you're going to pay your rent, thinking about how you screwed something up with someone and how you’re going to fix it, wondering why in the world you’re the poster child for Beyoncé’s Single Ladies…Things that keep you up at night trying to search for an answer to a problem that you probably can’t fix at the moment.

I find that when little things go wrong or when you worry about your circumstances with a certain problem or person it affects every other part of your life too. And this isn’t anywhere near healthy. Something that’s worrying you is not only worrying you, it’s draining you. Draining you of precious life and energy that could be spent elsewhere. With this being said, it’s so hard not to let these things do this to you. You obviously care about whatever is happening and it’s important to you, or you wouldn’t let it get to you right?

Here’s the thing though: it probably does matter. If it’s keeping you up at night or consuming all your energy, it’s probably a problem or matter that you desperately want to fix. But, a lot of times, like I said, it’s something that’s beyond your control.

When things like this happen--being the anxiety driven person I am--I tend to bottle up. I lash out on other people who have done nothing to me, I worry myself into a place that’s not healthy for anybody, I probably overthink everything and make it twenty times worse than it actually is, and get lazy and just want to lay around and feel sorry for myself.

All that sounds horrible, and it is. But, one of the best pieces of advice that I have ever been given is, “Give it to God and go to sleep.” I have to remember that God holds the whole world up, lets the sun shine each day and gives me the breath of life every morning to get out of the bed. He’s doing all that for a purpose and if He can do all that, He can obviously fix whatever tiny problem I have that I’m probably blowing out of proportion anyway. Sometimes I have to calm my over-dramatic self-down and just think, “Hey, it’ll be okay."

He’s never failed me before and He won’t fail anyone that seeks him first. I believe He wants the absolute best for His children, and maybe we don’t know exactly what He’s doing, but He says we will one day, and I know it’ll be all for the better in the end. It’s so hard, but all you've got to do is trust.

So, when you’re lying in bed, wide-eyed at 2:30 a.m., remember, God never sleeps, so just give it to Him and go to sleep.