To Plan or Not to Plan

When to let go of that schedule and let life happen.

Plans are made to be broken, or is it rules. Either way nothing this year has gone according to my plan. So, God may have thought all this through and has a genius objective hiding somewhere out of my sight, but until its full disclosure I walk with blind faith. Not for big picture points but for an everyday awareness that I am not in control. I have not been in control even when I felt as though it was all playing out just the way it had been arranged to. Like an orchestra that flows from one sound to the next with ease, this way my life last year. But 2016 has brought an entirely different production to the stage. 

Still remaining encouraged, still praying, still hoping, and yet disconnected in a way that is unprecedented, I move forward.

The Lord of all the universe has seen the depth of the situation and knows where this road turns, ends and merges into the next. As I continue on this adventure with God I will write the thoughts and the ideas that help me move day to day in hopes to clarify for myself and help others facing similar circumstances. Together, with God, I will walk onto the next path better and wiser. In the meantime, I will continue to plan with the help of God, ask for His guidance, and watch as things go in a terribly different direction than what I put on paper. 

Daily tasks will be thoughtfully penned onto pretty notebook paper, cleaning lists will so carefully be constructed, menus arranged and groceries bought, all to find that life throws curve balls and almost none of this will go as I thought. 

So join me as I figure out how to let some of that type A personality slowly adapt into a calmer, free flowing spirit that can plan just as easily as go with the flow. 

This year has taught me that it imperative to have a plan, but that life can happen when you least expect it. Today I will write in my home binder all the things that need to be accomplished and then I will allow freedom for exchanges and substitutions of these carefully drawn outlines to life. It is okay to let my husband bring home popcorn chicken and eat it around the coffee table as we sing Christmas carols instead of sticking to a rigid schedule of always eating our meals at the dining room table like a proper family. One day I will find a balance between planning and letting go, but today I will just step out and trust God's plan more than my own. 

Always,

Stephanie