Friday, March 25, 2011
I’ve Got My Plans
We all have dreams for our lives. We make plans. We have our lives all mapped out.
I know where my family and I will be in 5 years, in 10 years, in 20. I know how many children I will have and what school they will go to. I know what neighborhood we are supposed to be in. I have all of my friends picked out and my children's friends picked out. I know what I am serving for dinner on any given night.
I have it all under control.
So when life pulls the rug out from under my feet, I raise my eyes to the heavens and say,
“Um, excuse me God. I think you missed this part of my plans. Shall I get out the outline I have made for my life to show you how this is suppose to go? If that isn’t specific enough, I can get out my more detailed map of my life.”
“Now, see here, God. I am going this way, and I am supposed to be going that way. We are a little of course here, but with just a few easy adjustments of my life, God, I can be back on the course I have set for myself.”
O.K. now with that talk, I should be back on course in no time. I just need to wait on God to get things back in place.
I can just see Him, with a gentle grin on His face, shaking his head, “If you only knew what I have in store for you, if you would only stop and listen. For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future. Are you going to trust me or are you going to fight me?”
I answer back, “God, I am not ready to surrender to you. I am afraid of where you will take me.”
And I fight. I fight for MY plans. I have spent a lot of time making those plans, and I think they are the best.
I began to feel a tug on my heart.
I didn’t know what it was pulling me toward.
All I knew was that it was making me very uncomfortable.