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Give my husband and I a personality test and we will always score completely opposite. It doesn't matter what test you give us. He is always on one side and I am always on the other. I don't know how we work together so well, but we do. I guess we bring truth to the saying, "opposites attract." He is not a planner. I mean, he makes plans but doesn't need them. Ironically, in his line of work, he is a planner. I, on the other hand, need a plan. I need to know what's coming next. I need to order and organize everything. I get itchy when I don't know what's happening. I thrive on order.

Lately, however, probably within the past few years, I have accepted and begun to enjoy not knowing what's coming next. I enjoy living in today with the anticipation of not knowing what tomorrow will bring. It's exciting and quite frankly, more restful than worrying about tomorrow's agenda.

'For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity.' Jeremiah 29:11-14a

Like a lot of Christians, Jeremiah 29:11-14 holds a special place in my heart. The verse brings peace and stability in a chaotic world. I like knowing there is a plan. However, these verses do not explain how that plan will unfold. God just lets us know he's got something going on for us.

I can try and control the plan. I can work and fret over what the plan is, what the next step will be, and experience great frustration when it doesn't all unfold the way I had envisioned in my head. Or, I can trust that his ways are greater than mine, thus, his plan for my life, whatever that may look like, is greater than my crazy imagination. I kind of like the latter.

Don't get me wrong. I have a plan for my life. I have a certain way I want it to look and play out. I have goals and dreams I would like to fulfill. But, I have come to a place in the middle where I live out each day in obedience to what he is calling me to in that moment enabling his plan to work itself out without me mucking it up.

I have found freedom is this space. I still try to control things when I feel life slipping. But, I have managed to sit in a place of living in the moment rather than worry about what might be. Life is constantly shifting and changing. I cannot control that. What I can control is my decision to live in today trusting that he's got my plan.

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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