You know, life has a funny way of reminding us that control is often just an illusion.

I remember this man who took the same train every single morning. Same seat, same time, same coffee in his hand.

One day, the train stopped mid-track. Power outage. No announcements. No idea when it would move. He sat there fuming, checking his watch every two seconds, because this was not part of his plan.

Meanwhile, the woman sitting across from him pulled out a book, leaned back, and smiled like she just found extra time in her day.

Same situation. Two different choices.

That’s the thing about control—we never really had it in the first place. What we do have is how we respond.

So here’s the takeaway: Instead of fighting the storm, learn to bend with it. You can’t control every delay, every outcome, or every person. But you can choose peace. You can choose patience. You can choose to let go.

Because sometimes, the most powerful form of control… is surrender.