The Plan
Everyday when we wake up there are 2
plans going on. Our plan and God’s plan.
It’s nice when they are both the same. It
doesn’t always happen.
I might be planning a nice Sunday ride
in the country. Go out to start the car
and it doesn’t start. God had another plan.
I must accept it. Maybe I go back into
the house (which I wasn’t planning on doing) and
the phone rings. Someone wants to take us
out to eat. Now it’s a little easier to
accept. I believe the Master wants us to
enjoy life.
Today I pray to do your will, God. My
will is junk. You know what is best for me.
I really don’t. Sometimes I don’t even know
what I want. But You do. I pray that my
will is to do your will.