Absolutely. Positively. Definitely. 100% sure.
I used to think I knew without doubt how to be a wife. A mother. A woman of God. But the older I get the less I know.
Well, not really. But what I was absolutely, positively, definitely sure of in my twenties and thirties, even my forties and fifties, no longer seems quite so crystal clear in my sixties.
I struggle with that a little. Sometimes a lot. Crystal clear seems easier than murky and unsure. I feel comfortable when I can see where I want to go and the best way to get there.
Oops. I feel comfortable when I can see where I want to go and what I think is the best way to get there.
Those words-I want and I think is the best way-define a way of thinking that puts me in the driver’s seat. My plan. My way. Left to my own devices, I make a bee-line to my own goal like a kid doing a cannonball in a pool of people. I only see myself and my own agenda. Anyone-their plans, feelings, and needs-get lost when I close my eyes and jump without thinking.
God tries to teach me over and over again I need His plan and His way. And that means trusting Him even when that plan isn’t crystal clear to me.
I Am Absolutely, Positively, 100% Sure of God’s Plan
I can say with confidence God’s plan is
- for good (Romans 8:28)
- for my welfare and to give me a future and a hope (Jeremiah 29:11)
- wonderful (Isaiah 28:29)
The only thing I need to be sure of is who holds me in the shelter of His wings. Who knows me better than I know myself. Loves me unconditionally. All. The. Time.
I know exactly where I’m going and how I’ll get there. Through the love and grace of God. That is crystal clear.
Time for #fiveminutefriday with Kate Motaung