Newest thoughts on prayer, sweating and crying

So a lot has happened since the last time I have really written in my blog.
I have been from Daytona Beach to Southern California. I've started my disc golf season and I'm in the middle of getting my masters degree. I've seen friends healed of paralysis, Sherry's shoulder healed, bought a new macbook and then told by my boss he was going to buy me a macbook pro. All random and unpredictable.

I've been thinking a lot about what we do as Christians and what we don't do. When life/God presents us with a challenge do we stand up and take it? Should we stand up and take it? When life/God presents us with opportunities that are risky, should we enter in even if we are going to look dumb or risk relationships or lose money?

There are things I would love to do if I could but I can't because [fill in your/my excuse here].

I am amazed that when the decisions I've made, that I've prayed over and sweat over and even cried over are in there worked out stage and all I need to do is settle in and do whatever it was I decided to do, a whole new set of decisions pop up and I need to start praying and sweating and crying all over again. I feel like I'm in a constant state of flux. Never really settled, never really stopping, never really in a place where I have finished the things I decided to do in the first place. Nothing has come to it's true completion and so it seems as if I am just piling. Piling up more stuff to worry about, more things to do "for God", more situations to handle, more relational fires to put out, more hard choices that take up my mental energy.

Sometimes I wish it were easier, sometimes I wish I was taller, sometimes I feel like I have my shit together, sometimes I really realize that God is in control and He's teaching me how to be a grown up.