Sometimes I convince myself I’m in charge of my life.
I make plans for the up-coming weekend and next year’s vacation. Short-term plans. Long-term plans. I pray for God’s guidance and ask what I should do or where I should go. But I don’t listen to His whispered words of leadership as much as I should. I stumble around, bouncing off walls and expecting God to conform to my ideas.
“Look over here, God. This way. I know what I’m doing,” I say. Then I hurry down one pathway or another. I arrive in hostile territory. Storm clouds gather. My brilliant, confident plans crater. I’m surprised to discover I’m outside of God’s will. How could this have happened?
We don’t want to admit we cannot see into tomorrow. God had to remind Isaiah. We cannot know what will occur in two, five, or ten years. To do so would admit we have little or no control over our lives. To lose control is frightening. To trust the One we cannot see takes more trust than what we believe dwells in our hearts.
We are finite creations. Even our best laid plans are in little pieces, one bit at a time. We can see only to the horizon. Our vision is limited. God is already inside of tomorrow. He knows what will happen a million years from today. He is infinite. His plans for us—each individual plan for every single one of us—stretch across the heavens further than it is possible for us to see. All the way into eternity.
Remind me, God, I will never comprehend what is simple to You. I will never understand that the path I travel today will lead me to Your path, which is millennia away. Also remind me there is no place I’d rather be than walking beside You along whatever path You desire me to travel. Your thoughts are beyond my thoughts. Your ways are perfect while mine are broken. Hold me in Your arms as we experience today and tomorrow and forever together. I love You, God.
Choose God’s way over your way.
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