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what if's and what did's

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord,"- Jeremiah 29:11 

   I find myself worrying more about the "what ifs" in life than the "what dids".
What if I had sung when I was asked instead of making excuses?
What if I had spent more time ministering to that kid instead of walking off to talk to my friend?
Or
What if I had talked to that new kid at church?
These questions nag and pull at me all the time!
I find myself missing out on the things in life because I am caught up in yesterdays worry's. Some of the worst what ifs in life that i have had to face were:
* What if I was her? she is so beautiful!
* What if I was her? she is so talented!
* What if I was her? Her siblings are so kind to her!
Wishing you were someone else is never good! for The bible says:
"I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well." - Psalm 139:14

   Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness." - genesis 1:26   
God made us a model of him! just think for a second, we are models of God! 
I have been starting to realize that God made me, well, me. He didn't make me any of my friends or anyone in my family.
He didn't make my voice like anyone else. He made me me, and my voice mine. 

   As I grow up I find that I am losing my interest in everything that i used to like and instead i am worrying about how I look and act around other people. I am trying to dig deeper into Gods word and worry less about how I look. 
I know I got of point for a sec... sorry. :(

   Back to "what ifs" and "what dids. 
One thing that I noticed about letting go of the "what ifs" is that without thinking I had been harboring up all these embarrassing moments. Not even just embarrassing but just plain weird moments. I also was getting mad at myself because I wasn't perfect. But there is only one perfect person And it is God. 

   The one thing that made me notice that I was missing out on the things of life was when my brother kept up things from the past that I was oblivious to. Things that we had done together. He would have to tell me multiple times before I started remembering . At first I thought that he was simply making up adventures but when other siblings started agreeing, I started asking myself some questions:
* How come I cant remember such memorable events? 
*This has never happened before! what changed? 
* Why is this happening?    

    I spent many sleepless nights prying and examining myself. It took a few weeks before i found those harboring thoughts. When I found them I asked God to remove them and help me to become less worried about me and more about him. 

 He helped me in both ways! 

    I have been enjoying much more of whats going on around me now that im not thinking about the "what ifs" but the "what dids" and the " what ares".     
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