Thoughts on a Train

I have come to the extraordinary realization over this past year and a half that God has a plan for me. I know. Duh, right?

I knew He had called me into some form of missions and as time progressed, He has revealed more and more tiny bits of His plan for my life. He chose Northwest; I went. He said Intercultural Studies; I studied. He laid Thailand on the table; I picked it up and flew. Literally.

So my plan consisted of NU, then missions. So then I started to worry. You can't go straight from school, where you stack loan on top of loan on top of loan, then leave the country. Co-signers wouldn't be so happy about that. So I started to plan, and worry, and come up with a million of backup plans.

And then God smacked me with some very wise words. "You think I don't have a plan for that? You think I only have two things ready for you; go take care of one thing, get your life together, find me when you're finished? Foolish foolish child! I love you, but geez, you aren't very bright sometimes.

I have plans for you; and I know what those plans cost. Not just money; I know of costs you don't even realize you are going to pay.

But I still have a plan. I'm still in control. Will you let me be in control? Will you get your hands off the steering wheel? Your feet off the accelerator?

I not only have big plans for you kiddo; I have small plans too. I have plans you aren't going to understand; plans you won't recognize; plans you won't acknowledge.

Are you going to accept the little plans? Or just the big ones? The everyday choices, or just the ones that leave you with $50,000 of student loans?

In the end; I've given you a choice. It's a big one. It's sometimes a hard one. But I love you enough to let you go if that's what you want. If you choose to follow me; to submit to my plans; to pay a few prices, I guarantee you results that I can't even tell you; you wouldn't believe me if I did."