As writers, we sometimes slip from the hard work/trusting God mode into the striving/trusting our own strength and abilities mode. We rush around, try to imitate everyone else, and forget that God has a unique plan for our lives. Our bodies and minds send signals that we're burning out. Discouragement, frustration, depression, and physical symptoms bombard us. They're screaming, "Pay attention. You're flapping your arms."
Father, when we get wrapped up in our own plans, in our own way of doing things, please give us a gentle reminder to stop and consider our actions.