Augh, the Suspense!

I hate suspense.

Seriously. When it comes to movies, take me to a comedy, a romance, a romantic comedy, an action movie, a western, even a gorey(sp?) nasty stuff movie(which by the way, I do not prefer)... basically... take me to anything but suspense.

The thing about suspense, though, is usually by the end of the movie I can't stop talking about how great it was...even though I watched the majority of it through my hands. But at the time, it was torture. I most likely entertained walking out, spouted off something about how it couldn't be of God, or covered my ears a least so I couldn't hear the creepy music indicating something else that could possibly make me scream. If you ever take me to one of these, just know, I will probably bury my head in your shoulder.

But where I was going with that is, that I can hardly take suspense in real life. Not knowing how something plays out is agony on my analytical brain. And so my reactions are generally like those in a movie....I either walk away, spout that it couldn't be of God or at the very least cover my ears so I can't hear the violins....

And then as you know, God challenges all of that constantly. I would say that I have grown leaps and bounds in this area too, but it doesn't mean that I like it...lol....

But it is a comfort to know that my life is in His hands. He knows the end of my story.

Oh, and He also knows that I will rant and rave about how good it was...even if I'm on pins and needles for the time.

LOVE to ya.