Some days your mind feels like a laptop with twenty tabs open and one of them is playing music you cannot find.

Regret is replaying an old conversation. Fear is loading a worst case scenario. A decision about the future keeps flashing for attention. You try to focus, but your thoughts keep switching screens.

It is not that you lack faith. It is that you lack order.

At the end of Romans 11, after climbing the heights of theology, Paul gives three short phrases that bring the soul back into alignment.

“For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things.”

It is not poetic filler. It is spiritual realignment.

Of Him.

God is the source. Your life did not begin with your ambition. Your salvation was not self generated. Even this breath, quiet and unnoticed, is borrowed grace. When you remember that, something shifts. Gratitude replaces entitlement. Humility replaces pressure. You stop acting as if you are self made and begin living as if you are God sustained.

Through Him.

God is not a distant architect who handed you blueprints and left town. His wisdom is active. His strength is present. The same God who began a good work has not misplaced your file. The strength you need for today does not come from your emotional reserves alone. It flows through Him. That means you are not running on fumes. You are being carried.

To Him.

This one changes the horizon. Your success is not ultimate. Your failure is not final. Your story is bending toward a greater glory than your comfort. When that becomes clear, comparison loses its grip. The applause of others becomes less intoxicating. The criticism of others becomes less crushing. You begin to measure your life by faithfulness, not by noise.

We live disordered lives when we reverse the phrases.

We act as if we are the source. We speak as if everything depends on us. We treat our comfort, our platform, or our reputation as the final goal. That inversion produces a quiet exhaustion. Of course it does. You were never meant to be the center of the universe.

But when you quietly confess, Of Him. Through Him. To Him. something settles in your chest. You are not carrying the universe. You are held by the One who does.

Try this. Before you answer that email, whisper those three words. Before you respond to criticism, whisper them again. Before you lie down tonight, place your unfinished tasks inside those phrases. Let them move from theology into reflex.

Paul does not end his reflection in Romans with anxiety. He ends with worship. “To whom be glory for ever. Amen.”

Life becomes lighter when it is rightly ordered.

You are not the center. That may sound unsettling at first. It is actually relief. The One who is the source, the sustainer, and the goal is infinitely wise. His ways are deeper than you can trace. His purposes are richer than you can imagine.

And your life, placed in that current, is not drifting.

It is moving toward glory.