Thinking about the future always scares me. In less than a year, I'll have a degree, which means I need to know what the next step is. There are lots of things I want to do, but I don't know what I can do. So much of my future depends on my health--something I didn't think I would have to say until I was 90. I'm pretty good about avoiding thinking about the future, but every once in a while the 22-year-old girl in me has its way and I can't help myself.
A few things have happened this weekend that have got me thinking about the future again. Where will I be in a year? Will I stay in school or get a job? Will I get married? Have kids? Will I be able to do any of those things? So many questions and uncertainties.
It can be a little scary to think about. I'm one of those have-to-have-a-plan people. It's a great thing I have an always-has-a-plan God. The future--even tomorrow--is so out of my control and so unpredictable. As hard as that is sometimes, it's really comforting too. Even if I don't know the plan, God does. Even if I don't think I can do the things I may be called to do, I have a Father who holds my hand every step of the way. That makes me even excited about what tomorrow holds--because I know who's holding tomorrow.
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