Whining

I get so stressed out sometimes. I freak out. I whine to God. I'm glad the Holy Spirit intercedes for us, but I'm quite certain God still recognizes the whining. This month I was doing that. I got all wrapped up in my own little world, and couldn't focus on bigger things. I pleaded with God for things to happen the way I want them to, in my time, in my way. And then, late at night, when I was really listening, I heard God tell me that I don't even know what I want. And I don't. But the implication in that was that God does (which I already knew). And he loves me, and will take care of me. He's got a plan for everything.