Plans. As I sat down to write this post, I had plans. Plans to introduce myself. Plans to talk about Mary and recap lessons to be learned from her. Plans to have it written by midweek – more than a fortnight ago.
Alas, I had to concede to plans. Every time I sat down to the keyboard, my mind was filled with revelation. I’d write a few paragraphs, and God would say, “Nope, that’s not it.”
I quickly became frustrated with what I call writer’s block until, finally, I asked God what it was that He was trying to get me to see, hear or understand. So, while I was waiting on His answer, I started the day’s packing for my upcoming move.
All I kept hearing was “plans.” Jeremiah 29:11, Proverbs 19:21, Proverbs 3:5-6, 1 Peter 1:3-4, 2 Corinthians 4:17-18, Proverbs 16:1-4.
I wondered how this related to my writer’s block, as I opened Facebook to see if any of my friends had answered a call for moving help that I had posted earlier. There, on my newsfeed, was a random post: Jeremiah 29:11. I put my phone down, continued with packing, and thought on it some more.
A couple hours later, I opened Facebook again. This time there was a post from one of my friends: Jeremiah 29:11. I, then, saw a video in my newsfeed from Elevation Church so I watched for a few minutes (With all due respect to our pastor, I adore Pastor Steven Furtick’s energy). I bet you can’t guess what I heard: Yup, Jeremiah 29:11.
Okay God… I know you are trying to tell me something. What am I missing? I asked you to tell me how I could use my talent to minister. You answered in the form of this blog that I am, now, attempting to write. Pastor Jamie and I decided on a plan, and now You are telling me to wait?
Fast forward to Memorial Day weekend – the weekend of the move. (I mentioned above that I had posted a callout to my friends on Facebook for help. What I didn’t mention is that I was worried about how that help was going to come.) A voice whispered in my ear, “Ask, and I will make it happen.” So, I did.
Four people showed up to help me (one even drove from West Virginia). Every time I needed to spend money on some last-minute need, it was covered, and on the last trip to the old house I found the ice hockey skates I had been looking five years for (Finding the skates was huge, because I had given up on them, and the significance was that this move was the end of a chapter, but not the end of the book).
As the weekend came to an end, I cried in awe because God had fulfilled His promise to me – “ask and I will make it happen.”
Jeremiah 29:11 was not about plans as much as it was about trust – trust that God would show up, trust that He is always there and trust in His faithfulness.
When I was given this opportunity to minister to and for Jesus, I was elated. I wanted to do a good job. I wanted my words to be eloquent and profound. I wanted to follow the plan that Pastor Jamie and I had discussed.
And as I came to this revelation, I heard God tell me to have faith as Mary did – that His plan wouldn’t always make sense, but to trust that He’s got this. He said, “Proclaim My victory! Be vigilant. I will tell you what to do, and through your obedience My glory will be seen.”
Praising God for His glorious grace, today and every day!