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.” 

I pull out my life map and spread it across the table.

“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.

1 comment:

  1. I am right there with you in this. I think I've got it all figured out, and then God shows me that His way is better. :) Thanks, Janna!