I'm a planner. I like agendas and meal plans and schedules and I'm not ashamed of that. I wouldn't consider myself a control freak, but I like to know what to expect and I like it when things go my way. Lately, in my spare time, I've found myself mentally sketching out my weekend plans or thinking about how I can alter a situation to make it go in my favor (I realize that sounds a little more like "plotting"...). Anyway, oftentimes, I'll expect my day's events to happen a certain way. This week, though, nothing really seemed to go as planned. Here are some examples:
1. Expectation: It was my friend's birthday and I was going to bring him his present and chat for a little while. Nothing big.
Reality: His girlfriend had planned a surprise birthday party for him and created a Facebook page for it, but I hadn't checked Facebook in a while so I didn't know. I found out about it after it started, when another friend called me to ask where I was.
Reaction: This change of plans threw me a little because I felt left out, even though I had been invited. Additionally, it was difficult for me to make myself go to the party because it wasn't on my terms. Does anyone else have a hard time adjusting when plans change? I do. BUT, I decided to go anyway because, well, you should go to your friends' birthday parties. It's just what you do.
I was glad that I went and got to see my friend, and even though it wasn't a super-special moment for me, I hope it meant something to him that I came.
2. Expectation: I got a ticket for stopping too far over the line at a stop sign a couple weeks ago. I went to the court to pay it, expecting it to cost $60, maximum.
Reality: My ticket is going to cost me $120, plus $60 if I want to do traffic school (so I can avoid getting my license suspended). That blows.
Reaction: I was not happy about that. However, I remembered that I had a check for exactly that much money that I hadn't cashed yet and had nearly forgotten about. Even though I would've liked to spend that money on something nicer than a ticket, I also felt like it was a little gift from God. I don't like to throw the term "tender mercy" around too often, but the fact that the ticket and the check were the exact same amount felt like God was looking out for me.
I have a bunch of other examples of things not going the way I wanted them to, but I'll spare you the gory details. I guess the point of this post is just to say that life doesn't really go the way we plan. It's in God's hands and we are basically just strapped into His roller coaster. So, be flexible. We can't control a lot of what happens to us in this life, but we can control how we react to the high speeds and unexpected turns and blood-rushing-to-the-head loops. We can choose to recognize God's hand, even when it's difficult, and that's possible because God is everywhere.