I’m just in awe of God’s handiwork. And how his plan and his timing differ from mine. I mean handiwork in terms of how he orchestrates situations and happenings and events.
I am so grateful for contentment. And patience when I suddenly realize I actually have some.
Peace that surpasses all understanding. I find it now and again. That’s usually when I know something is from God … of God … and I’m headed in the right direction.
Peace versus patience … discuss amongst yourselves.
When I started writing earlier this week I did in fact have patience. Today I’m slightly on edge and working on praying it away. The inner circle knows why.
Sometimes I hate being right.
There was a time in my life when I would have interpreted the idea of following God’s leading as more of a “do what you’re told” or “do what the bible says” kind of thing. Pray. ‘Cause you’re supposed to. Do unto others & all that. “Cause you’re supposed to. Do the right thing. ‘Cause you’re supposed to.
Lately I seem to have this intuition that … well, the Holy Spirit and I seem to get each other? As much as that’s possible anyway … I’m pretty sure he gets me more than I get him. I am certainly not bragging here, I’m just saying that over & over I’m getting nudged and I actually recognize it. It’s downright scary sometimes. 99.999% of the time when that newfound Spidey Sense of mine goes off I am on the mark.
My weekend travel plans have changed, which is fine. Multiple reasons to stick closer to home have come up. And my weekend schedule has changed multiple times in the last twenty-four hours. Which is also fine. I’m going with the flow. Go ahead, nudge me again.
As a planner and an overachiever I’m not used to handing the reins over to someone else in everyday life. I’m not quite a control freak but comfortable being in charge because it’s expected. But if God is everywhere … and he’s there in our everyday life … why do I not just immediately say “here you go”? I mean, it’s not like a total que sera, sera approach is necessarily the way to be, but sometimes I have to wonder why I’m trying so hard.
It’s God’s plan, not mine. It’s God’s timing, not mine. Go ahead, really, nudge me again.