Have you ever made plans? Like big plans? Like allsummerlongyouvebeenplanning plans?
What happened when you made those plans? If you say, "Well, when the plans worked out, it was the coolest thing in the world," then you are exceptionally fortunate. For you, the plans worked out.
Now, let us look at Exhibit A in a case heretofore unknown to you. Exhibit A is me. When I plan real small things, they end up going great. But, when I hatch those gargantuan plans that would make the Manhattan Project cry like a baby, I always end up getting snarfed (thanks for the great word, Lee). If you were to visualize my plans, they would be an inconspicuous defenseless ant that is about to be tread upon by Andre the Giant. Yeah, it's that bad. But it wouldn't be that bad if this were just a one time deal. Instead, it's most definitely a thing that happens every time I plan something gargantuan. Bummer for me, huh? Yeah, thanks for your sympathy.
Anyway, so I'm trying to figure out what God wants me to learn out of all this. I've come up with three combo options (or three comboptions for those of you who like words). First, God could be trying to teach me patience and flexibility (a definite "no" answer from God). Second, God could be trying to teach me patience and perseverance (a somewhat definite "yes" answer from God - that depends on my reaction). Third, God could be trying to protect me from my own stupidity. That's always an option.
So whatever it is, I hope that I learn it soon so that my plans are not snarfed once again by killer employees named A.J.
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