I have this thing about writing with pencils. I used to write everything with black ink, but the more children I had, the more necessary it was to make adjustments, rearrange, reschedule, and sometime scratch things right off my calendar and to-do list. When I couldn’t stand the mess of changes continually happening in my life, I began to write with pencils; at least with a pencil, I could erase and write in the new plan.
Not long ago I was erasing something off my list and in a moment of frustration the thought crossed my mind, “Well, at least I only wrote it in pencil.” It occurred to me that my entire life is written in pencil, not just the activities for the week – I’m guessing this is true for you as well. We schedule something fun, and a child gets sick. We plan a menu, and somebody eats one of the key ingredients. On a weightier scale, we earn a college degree and never land the hoped-for job. We plan a family and learn we can’t have children. We fall in love with a child we hope to adopt, and it doesn’t happen – or we do adopt that child and our lives are changed in ways we couldn’t imagine.
But making plans is a good thing. Schedules keep me sane, to-do lists help me organize my time, and menus make it possible for us to have a reasonable meal most evenings. Sometimes our plans align beautifully with God’s plans for us, and sometimes we make plans with prayer and wise counsel only to find that God has something else in mind – and that is okay.
Many of us are familiar with the quote, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.”
I have to disagree; God wants us to hope, dream, and plan. He wants us to seek his will; we choose the wisest plan we can and move forward holding it loosely as the future unfolds. We write our lives in pencil being willing to make the changes God asks us to make.
Sometimes we find ourselves on a winding trail rather than the straight path we had anticipated, yet we still end up at our expected destination. But often in my life, I find the trail ending in a different place altogether, a place I would never have found had I not started out on the trail toward the original destination.
I write my life in pencil knowing that God has already written it in the most sure ink possible. He writes, I follow as best I can, and I trust that the place I end up is right where he wants me to be.
Question: Have you found this to be true in your life? Do you want to share with us?
Encourage one another,