I realize this image may be disturbing after my Friday post on train riding…stick with me here.

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This week, I’m taking a short hiatus from my Names of God series. Why?
Because things didn’t go as planned this week.
In fact, things haven’t gone as planned for the last FEW weeks.
And this bothers me to no end. Why? Because I’m a planner. I love lists. I love calendars. I love anything that helps me plot and plan in my neurotic little way. Sometimes, I even plan by the hour. Do I ever get done everything I want to?
No.
But I usually get at least SOME of it done.
But the last few weeks?
Nope.
Writing goals NOT accomplished. Items NOT checked off the list. Marked calendars that lied because I wasn’t where I thought I’d be when I thought I’d be there.
Some of it was out of my control: migraines that incapacitated me, a different work schedule and location thrust upon me for three days, appointments and lunch meetings that meant I couldn’t write on my lunch break…
Some of it was due to a choice I made: hanging out with family instead of writing, for example.
But you know what? In all of the frustration, I’m learning something.
First, that when I’m not in control, it bugs me. And that shouldn’t be the case, because those are the times when I can really lean on God and grow closer to Him, and remember that HE should be in control of my life. Him. Not me.
And second, time spent with PEOPLE is never wasted.

In fact, I had a great time with my family this past week. If I’m always doing and never bonding, then all I’ll have left at the end of my life is a bunch of stories. No depth. No real connections. Only connections with characters who can’t hold me in their arms when tragedy or joy occur.

Wish I was this flexible!

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I’m not saying I’m perfect at this. I need to be more flexible. I WANT to be more flexible. I want to rely on God and not my own ability to plan and control situations.
Because God can use flexible people. He molds them into who He wants them to be.

YOUR TURN: Do you struggle when life derails your plans? Or do you find it easy to go with the flow?