It’s been so fun reading these guest thankful posts with you. The month is almost over, and although I faced obstacle after obstacle working on my NaNoWriMo novel (my word count is on the right sidebar if you want to see how challenged I am,) I wanted to chime in with my thankful thoughts.
I posted this as my Facebook status Thanksgiving day:
I choose thankfulness! My broken wrist and eventual surgery taught me to wait on His timing. A major shakeup at my home church taught me church family can’t be confined to a building, because we are all one Body. In many things this year I realized the measure of moving forward with favor and acceleration was in tandem to how I walk in grace and forgiveness. What felt hopeless now is a thriving situation with the kids. I’m thankful that although to me He seemed four days late, He was and will always be right on time. These truths are what I feast on, and I’ll wear fat pants for the food!
I’d like to expand on that.
It’s been a tough year. I realized my wrist surgery symbolized my 2012. It took a plate and screws to heal me. My wrist looks the same, but it’s not. It will never be as it was.
That speaks to much in my life right now. Everything looks as it was in 2011, but it isn’t. My guess is my life is in a paradigm shift,something I’ve realized the faster I embrace it and stay thankful, the faster God blesses. My knee jerk reaction to change is to:
A. Freak Out
B. Run Miles Ahead of God to guarantee success, only to fail miserably.
I treated the transitions with fair amounts of A and B. I started making lists of all the prayers and declarations I needed to make. As Godly as it sounded, it wasn’t the right way to handle things. In fact, I was ready to run so far ahead that God reminded me that I was in Sarah Plan B mode- and for Sarah-her making things happen created an Ishmael of a situation.
So what was I supposed to do?
God was and remains clear. For all the crazy plans, deep prayers, and reactions to this year, God has asked me to do one and only one thing.
Agree with His plan.
When I pray for people, I name them and say I agree with His plan for them.
When I pray for my country, I agree with His plan, even though I don’t understand it.
When I pray for my church, I name it and agree with His plan, even though things could shake further, or maybe not, but either way, I have to trust Him.
I agree with His plan for people I don’t see as often as I used to.
I agree with His plan for people where their choices or words or combination were like kicks in the gut to me.
I agree with His plan for the school the kids attend.
I agree with His plan for my husband.
I agree with His plan for our marriage.
I agree with His plan for my writing and other ministry.
Get the picture?
Don’t worry, I don’t all the time either. I make myself agree with His plan as part of my everyday speech. Everytime I do that, it becomes a little bit easier.
Which wasn’t anything like this year. How about you?