Life happens - regardless of how we plan it.
Over the weekend I carefully prepared my schedule and to-do lists.
Martin Luther King Day... no problem. I'll take one for the team and allow a long weekend on my otherwise coveted, usually-productive Monday. But Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and especially Friday - ahem, my birthday - those are mine, ok God?
And you know where I'm going with this. Whoever said, "We plan. God laughs." captured exactly how I feel.
Tuesday we had an unexpected snow day. Two doctors appointments and the errands I had planned? Uncheck. Uncheck. Uncheck.
Then came Wednesday with its 2-hour delay and even more unchecks. I'm all for safe roads, especially when my son's on a school bus. But that's when I threw in the towel and decided to watch the movie Invictus (which the Netflix people had been waiting to get back anyway.)
At my writers group meeting on going-as-planned-Thursday God and I shared a chuckle over a wonderful presentation called "Our Time for His Glory" by a Franklin-Covey instructor. After watching my week of plans unravel, I could hear God loud and clear.
"I know that's what you had planned, but I had something different in mind,"
Ok, 'better', concedes this dense child of God.
"Remember those things you don't make time for - prayer, recreation, rest, family time, writing for the fun of it - I squeeze those things back into your schedule. Your infertility? My plan. Noah's birthmom's unplanned pregnancy? My plan. Adoptive motherhood, a book project, and the end of your church secretary career? Snow days and two-hour delays? My plan. My plan. My plan. And still My plan."I almost feared waking up this morning. But God threw me a bone, a birthday gift if you will. Today's snowy roads and 2-hour delay won't impact my schedule that much. But it just might affect my plans.
Thanks, God, for 37 years (and counting) of love and lessons.