I envy some who seem to make a plan and see it unfold in their live. They function in their gifts, they are fulfilled completely by what they do and they are people who accomplish their goals.
Sigh...if only I were one of those...
My life seems much messier somehow. I make plans, they seem to turn out differently than I'd imaged. I work partly in my skill set, but not completely...and most of the time the goals I set seem to get off track.
Why is that? Am I alone in my hopes of a put together, packaged life?
The white picket fence family.
In my life, as I try to follow Jesus, I have come to the conclusion that he is more interested in transformation than goals, more interested in me becoming than being someone. He is causing me to be the person I want to be but don't have the guts to really ask. Perhaps real transformation comes through pain and hardship. I'd like to say that having wisdom and becoming mature is a goal...it is. Yet I run from pain. Is is possible that real growth, maturity and wisdom can be attained without hardship and pain and trials?
I don't know.
What do you think?
What have you experienced?
James 1:2-4
2 Cor. 12:10
