Over the past eleven weeks, I’ve noticed my brain easily jumps to; We’re not going to have enough. It doesn’t matter if it’s food, money, time, or hand-sanitizer—the panic sets in. But then, I think about my secret relationship with my closet. Yeah, that’s right, my closet.

My closet and I have a deal: I will trust the closet and it will provide the right shoes. While getting ready I think to myself, I don’t have shoes that are going to go with this outfit…but then I quickly remember, Magic Closet’s got it covered. I can’t explain it, but it works.

I want to lean on that faith in all areas of my life right now. There will be enough. The trick, as I’ve learned from my closet, is to trust.

This week I heard someone say…

I do enough.
I have enough.
I am enough.

Magic Universe, don’t fail me now.