Plans. What Plans?

A Norvell Note for January 24, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 04

Plans. What Plans?

You’ve probably heard the saying, “Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans.” If that’s true, God must get a real kick out of me. 

I planned to play basketball for the Boston Celtics when I was growing up. No doubt God chuckled. Little did I know how big, fast, strong, and talented you must be to play in college, not to mention the National Basketball Association. 

When I started college, I planned to be a pharmacist. Why? Because I had a couple from the church I attended in high school, he was a pharmacist, lived in a lovely home, and seemed to have a good life. God giggled. Little did I know being a pharmacist involved studying chemistry, zoology, and so much other stuff that I could not handle. 

I laugh also. 

I could fill several pages of single-spaced, 12-point font plans that certainly made God laugh, and me to be grateful that those plans never came to pass. However, the list has grown considerably over the last two years. So, I’ve changed how I plan. 

For the most part, I now make plans one day at a time. Sometimes a half-day at a time. Sometimes an hour at a time. I’m getting better at tolerating interruptions. I’m learning to look for blessings when the plan changes. I remember that God’s ways are higher than mine, and His thoughts are not my thoughts. And I’m trying to be at peace with that and live in the moment.

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, 

so are my ways higher than your ways 

and my thoughts than your thoughts.

As the rain and the snow 

come down from heaven, 

and do not return to it

without watering the earth 

and making it bud and flourish, 

so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,

so is my word that goes out from my mouth: 

It will not return to me empty, 

but will accomplish what I desire 

and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.”    (Isaiah 55:9 – 11)

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