God's Nerves

Early morning panic attacks. Acid levels rising in my stomach. Exhaustion. Irritability. Yes, they are all symptoms of my nerves on edge. Why do I try to micro-manage? Do I use a hyphen there? Whatever.
I am not good with worry. I am not good with deadlines. Too many stressors for this woman. I am not good.
I could be good. I could pray and put all this garbage in God's hands. I've done it but I always take it back out of His capable, knowing hands and into mine. Maybe that's why I keep dropping things.
I trust God. I really do. Seriously. However, I like to give Him advice when I pray. For example, I pray about a situation and then tell Him, "Now, here's an idea. Wouldn't it be nice if things turned out this way? Hey, wait. Here's another solution."
I'm sure He's very appreciative. I mean, who doesn't need a few suggestions now and then? The answer: God.
He is God Almighty. Maker of the universe. He made us. He loves us. He knows us better than anyone. He sent His Son for us so we're good. In other words, Jesus took on our sins and died for us. Then He rose from the dead so we can live forever with Him in Heaven.
Wow! Those are some pretty great credentials! I'm guessing He can handle a little thing like a decision. For His kids.
I ponder over myself. Do I, or any of the rest of us, get on God's nerves? I mean, I am helpful. Albeit whiny.
Or, does He know me well enough to put these obstacles in my path so I finally learn to cry out to Him ? I certainly do cry out about the time I'm drowning in that stomach acid. Then I feel His peace descend. I give up the worry and nothing gets back in. Then, I sit quietly and wait. Sometimes He shows. Sometimes He tells. But He always understands.
I don't think we do get on His nerves. He doesn't have any. He is God.