What my daughter taught me about trust (and why we reach for control when we’re afraid)

A lot of my clients describe feeling anxious, overwhelmed, or simply out of control. And in a world like ours, that makes sense. So much feels unpredictable—our health, our relationships, the headlines, even our own emotions. Control becomes the illusion we reach for to feel safe.

But one day, the Lord gave me an image that reframed everything.

I was playing with my daughter, Ava. She loves when I throw her onto the bed. She calls it “yeeting.” (Y-E-E-T.) She runs, I scoop her up, toss her into the air, and for a split second she’s weightless—completely out of control.

And yet, she laughs.