Recently, I finished up two small closings and realized that for the first time in nearly 25 years I didn't have a real-estate transaction in process--not one, nothing, nada. And I was at peace about that. My first thought, the cynical thought, was that God had just done what I was supposed to do. The second thought was, I think, more insightful. Is it possible that my inability to end the real estate practice was because I wasn't supposed to? God wasn't telling me to do something. He really was telling me that it would end. When I realized that God had done what I thought I was supposed to do--there was grace in the form of peace.
I think what God wanted me to see is that real faith isn't found in taking things into my own hands but in enjoying the peace of accepting what God has done - in His own way - in His own time.
I've spent two years tied in a knot worrying about the lack of work to do. I've not spent two days enjoying what God did.
God works in us in different ways and this is just my story at this time. I hope that it is helpful to you.