So my thought of the day is an old Proverb. Chapter 19, verse 21 to be exact. "Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails."
I've got to be honest. I've made a lot of plans in my 35 years. Those of you who know me well are aware of this personality trait of mine (and thank you for loving me anyway!). I like to have things planned out, well in advance: all my ducks in a row--you get the picture. I am scheduled to the max and every minute counts. My life is very full and I like it that way.
But when things don't quite go as planned--one little duckling decides to waddle out of his nice, neat row--Mama Duck is not happy.
I found myself having a bit of a panic attack this week when deadlines weren't being met and it seemed people all around were letting me down in every arena. My tendency is to tighten my grip, but it never works because when I open my fist, all I have are feathers. (Yes, I'm apparently sticking with the duck metaphor, stay with me.) No matter how hard I try, I have no power to make things happen that are beyond my control.
And you know what? That point of realization is the very place God needs me to be. Because then I can relax my grasp, stop all that quacking and chasing--He has got this! God is in control and His ways are higher than mine. His purpose prevails. It's okay, Mama Duck. Go for a swim.
