foggy

My future is foggy.
its like looking though a dirty window. nope actually its like trying to see through a wall.
I have NO idea whats ahead. Who knows Jesus may come tomorrow.
but if he doesn't i will probably still be stressing about my roommate next semester. Looks like another run at potluck is going to be in order, and I'm a little less hopeful this time. i feel it is just plain unfair to get two awesome random roommates.
God has been urging me recently to quit stressing. He has it.
every situation in my head and on my heart is in his hands and as much as i feel like i can, i cannot change my path by worrying about it.
So why don't i just sit back and relax as a I hand these situations over to Jesus while he reminds me there is no where more perfect to place them.

My future is made foggy so that i will stop focusing on it and focus on God.