Letting Go, Again.

It seems like I think I have it handled, then life throws me a curve ball. The thing is, there is always a catcher to keep the ball from going out of bounds. I know nothing about baseball, so it is difficult to know whether this description makes sense. I do know, however, that I am loved, protected and guided. I just need to release any preconceived ideas about how it is supposed to be. When I do this, everything turns out.