In life, things don’t always go according to plan. No surprise there, right?
While this concept is most certainly not a new one, it has become more prevalent in my life on the race. I’ve learned that changes in plans are inevitable; but it’s not the change that is important but rather how you choose to perceive the change that really matters.
So far, pretty much nothing about this month has gone according to plan. I never expected to get sick. I never expected to be stuck in Nairobi. I never expected to be away from my team. Initially, I was pretty bummed that I wasn’t where I was “supposed” to be. But after a few lonely days, some tears, frustration, prayer, & numerous series of events, I realized something huge. God has plans for me. He knows what I need. So when things happen & when plans change, when you get sick in Kenya & get stranded from your team- it’s ok. Because where God has you, regardless of the circumstances, is right where you are supposed to be.
I’ve realized that if I truly believe that & start living accordingly, life just got a whole lot better. It takes the pressure off. I can worry less. I can focus on what is actually happening not what I think should be happening.
I don’t know about you. But, to me, that kind of life sounds pretty appealing.
