My husband and I are sharing our first Christmas together as
a married couple. It hasn’t been
easy to decide where to spend Christmas, to decide which family to see when,
and for how long. We were going to
flip flop-see one on Thanksgiving and one the weekend after. And then on Christmas do the opposite. See the one on Christmas that we had
only spent a weekend with before and a weekend with the other. But plans change and get
interrupted. Matt had to work the
weekend we were going to spend with his family for thanksgiving. I tried to plan it all-make it perfect,
but it didn’t work that way. I
felt sorry for Matt and sorry that I couldn’t plan it perfectly.
I try to do that with life. I try to plan it all.
It’s been hard to do that while I was in college, because so much can
change in a day. I have about the
next three years of our lives planned out-that is I would if it worked that
way. There will be curve balls thrown
at us. There will be unexpected
things that happen. God likes to
do that to me; he shows me that I don’t have this life under control-he
does. I can’t rely on my own
strength because I must rely on his.
This has been an extremely hard lesson to learn, and I’m still learning
it. I know it in my head, which is
why I’m able to put it down on paper, but knowing it in my heart is a
completely different story.
Earlier this year, a very dear friend moved away. She was the writer and director of the
Easter production at our church.
Who knew that when she left, I would be put in charge? God did. God knew that I would be writing this and directing it while
going through nursing school in my first year of marriage. I’ve been extremely busy and yet I
still feel like I’ve failed when my school books are strewn all over the living
room, or the dishes have piled up over the entire counter, or the laundry
hasn’t been done in about three weeks and we’re out of socks. I want to be the “perfect” wife-the one
that is written about in Proverbs 31.
I feel like I was made to be a wife and a mother, so why can’t I do it
all the way I’m supposed to? God
is showing me that I have much still to learn. I thought I was ready to be wife years ago and now that I am
one, I know I was wrong then. I’m
ready now, but God had it all planned it out and it worked in his timing.
The rest of my life will work out the same. When I feel like I am ready for
something, but God hasn’t yet granted me with it, maybe I still have growing to
do. Maybe I still have a lot to
learn. My life might not work out
the way I’ve planned, but I know it will work out the way God has planned. He wants the best for me, he wants to
grow me, and he will bless me beyond my imagination if I can wait for his
perfect plan and his perfect timing.
"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."