We were talking about healing and praying. We also talked about God's plan and how we don't always see it. Yeah, I want the map, I want to know why I had to go through some messy stuff, I want to know what the end result is, although I may never see it, and me and God, we're going to have some good talks when I get up there, if I am not distracted by paradise.
I started thinking last night, especially since I wrote about seeing God's plan unravel yesterday (2nd post). I wonder, I get to see the plan sometimes. When I do something, I have Plan A, Plan B, and sometimes even Plan C if the other two plans don't work out, and let me tell you, I'm even thinking about what to do while Plan A&B aren't working out just in case C isn't good enough. God knows that about me. He knows I am a little anal retentive, He knows that I need to see some of the plan otherwise I will start trying to figure it out on my own, get mad because in the smallness of me, I just don't get it.
God knows what it will take to bring me to my knees for His plan to work out, and I am sure He gets tired of the same ol' same ol', me on my knees crying out to Him (and if He would just give me that husband already - maybe just maybe we could stop playing out that scene). He knows that I will try to figure it out myself, make a mess, and then He will come down and do some work in me. I know He has a plan, I know He can do it all. I just would like the map, please.
Psalm 31:3 Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me.