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Me: "La di da . . . life is good. Yay for me."
Problem: "I'm comin' at cha!"
Me: "I've totally got this. I've mapped out the perfect plan to handle you measly little thing.
[Proceeds with "perfect" plan and fails miserably.]
Problem: "Ha! You thought I was big then? Now you really better watch out!"
Me: "Oh shit. What the hell am I supposed to do? My plan did not work. My plan was an epic
fail. Hmmm . . . maybe I should pray about this?"
Alright . . . clearly I'm being a little cavalier here, but sometimes when I look back on things, it's kind of amazing to me how easily my problem could've been handled had I just sought after what God's plan was first.
Because his plan for me is always good. It may not be what I want, it may not be easy, it may not come in the timing I'd prefer—but it is always good.