I have never done well when I have “a plan” and am working “the plan” and someone or something throws kinks into “my plan”. If you don’t believe me, ask my Mama (or any number of people who have to put up with me daily!) Well (deep subject) – today is one of those days. Have things scheduled for tomorrow, few things I have to do today, and planned to catch up on a Legislative project on Monday while sitting in the background at another meeting (am a world class multi-tasker). Out of the shoot this morning, Steve and I get an email from his sister that they will be bringing her mother-in-law home for burial this week. Our hearts go to she, Mark, and their family and know this is going to be a difficult time logistically and otherwise (they are all in Tennessee).
So, what does that have to do with me, you ask? It means that I got my ducks in a row and straightened up the house, asked for help from my Mom (and most of you know I seldom want help from anyone), got a big pot of red beans going, expanded the grocery list, am getting ready to go to the grocery (had really planned to leave that for Steve for Monday – he is RETIRED after all but know expanded grocery shopping is not a comfort zone) and then have to do this Legislative project and then see what goes tomorrow based on the needs of the family.
Actually this reminder is timely for me in other areas. Have really gotten wound up in “what happens next” since this is an election year and there are so many things at work (and otherwise) that I think (I don’t know) depend on that. The whole thought process sends me right back to Jeremiah 29:11 – “For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord’, plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.” So what are we supposed to do as He knows and we don’t? The next verses say it – we “call upon him” and “pray to Him” and He will listen. We will only find out what’s next when we seek Him with all our hearts. Hmm. And that means waiting on Him, too. And all of that is because it is His time, not ours.