A funny thing about plans, they never seem to work the way they were supposed to. How often have you thought, “Today I am going to get THIS JOB accomplished.” Then a child gets sick, the phone rings, your spouse yells from the bathroom that you forgot to buy toilet paper, so off you go to the store – QUICKLY, especially if the porch is not comfortable sleeping quarters…
Or maybe the plan is, “I am only going to eat THIS today.” And then your BFF surprises you with your absolute favorite dessert ever, after telling you that you have just won a dinner for two at THE most popular new restaurant, you know the one that has been sold out since it opened and it is a five week wait for a reservation. Oh, and they are known for their HUGE servings.
Possibly the plan is “I’m never going to watch THAT again.” And the first website you visit at work has hacked and there THAT is on the screen, practically begging you to come take a peak.
The thing is, there are all kinds of plans we can have, and there are all kinds of things that can go wrong. Some of those things have important spiritual overtones or consequences if we call Jesus Christ our Lord. And those of us that are the truest form of the word “Christian” – Christ-like and Christ following in EVERY aspect of life – we have an enemy. That enemy knows our every weakness and he will use every one of them against us. He’ll make it look good, even worthy at times. But when that punch is delivered, it is like a punch from Conor McGregor or Ronda Rousey hit you from the blindside.
Down you go, and all that you can think about is, “I failed again. I can’t believe I did that.” It’s going to happen. A lot. I know because it happens to me all the time. Sometimes I am tempted to just say, “Enough. This is just me. I’m a loser, I might as well just accept it and move on from down here.” But what I need to do is get back up and look at my plan again. How much of it was MY plan? Was I depending on how strong I am?
I need to remember that Christ MUST be in the plan. He is the one who gives me strength. He is the one who has the mighty power that He wants to unleash in me.
I need to get back up, get ready, and know that I am going to be hit again. But I counter with Christ’s strength, not my own. And one day, one day I am going to be able, thru Christ, to deliver that knock out punch and it is game over for eternity.
If any of this is at all relevant to you, remember these verses:
Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
So we tell others about Christ, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all the wisdom God has given us. We want to present them to God, perfect in their relationship to Christ. That’s why I work and struggle so hard, depending on Christ’s mighty power that works within me.
Things That I Write About
Some days I will continue to share my memories of my past. It has been a long strange trip so far, and my journey has shaped a large part of who I am today. But it is God who has molded me into exactly who I am now. And if I don’t also write about how God is continuing to mold and shape me, I am missing the main point of my life right now. My past is interesting, and my struggles are real. But my walk with God is vital, and I firmly believe that my walk with Him today is why I am here to write about my past.
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