“Many are the plans in the mind of a man,
but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand.”
Proverbs 19:21 (ESV – emphasis added)
I wanted it to be a good fit. But I don’t know if it ever really was.
I wanted to love it. But I don’t know if I ever really did.
I wanted it to work out. But I don’t know if it ever really could have.
I wanted it to be a success. But in this moment, failure somehow seems strangely sweeter.
It was a good thing…but that didn’t necessarily make it the right thing…and it is finished…and I am done.
Yet even through the lingering daze and numbness, even through the ache of a dream unrealized, even through the late evening hour doubts that threaten to creep in, I know a peace, a calm, a freedom from a burden that I didn’t even realize I had been carrying.
It took many road blocks – many small steps in a slightly different direction along the way – to reach a place where it became apparent that a completely different direction was being asked of me.
It required sacrifice – of the one thing that I thought I wanted the most – to see a different plan begin to emerge.
HIS plan, perhaps?
“The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me;
your steadfast love, O LORD, endures forever.
Do not forsake the work of your hands.”
Psalm 138:8 (ESV – emphasis added)