“We can (and should) make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.” Prov.16:9
Dear Jesus—this bold affirmation is simultaneously freeing and humbling, and convicting and encouraging. Your hands are never tied; you’re always guiding our feet. You open doors none of us can shut and you shut doors none of us can dynamite open. You are our Good Shepherd, not a consulting partner; a very present Lord, not an absentee landlord; the reigning King, not an impotent bystander. Hallelujah, you’re the Lord of every moment and molecule, choice and outcome, joy and sorrow.
In terms of life choices—I used to think if I prayed enough, I’d hear the Spirit’s voice, make the right decision, and the outcome would be pleasant, hassle free, and “blessed.” If I bought the right car, it’d never break down. If I bought the right house, the roof would never leak. If I married the right person, we’d always agree. (Good luck with that one). If I sent my kids to the right school—they’d never act out, struggle with their faith, and call me twice a week until you take me Home.
Jesus, you’re certainly honored when we search the Scriptures, pray, consult with wise friends, and use sanctified common sense. In fact, that’s exactly what you call us to do. But your will is more often like a “circle” in which there are many wise options, than a singular “dot” that we’ll either discover or miss your best forever.
No, there wasn’t just one person in the history of “Spousedom” we were supposed to marry; but you do tell us to marry a believer, and love our easy and difficult spouse’s with your love. No, Jesus, you don’t really care if we buy a blue, green, or pink car—but you do want us to drive to your glory. No, you don’t really care where we go on vacation; but you do want us to be humble and grateful about having the resources to even plan a vacation. Jesus, free us to honor you in all things. So Very Amen.
