playing God

Last night I took my friend Kate to the hospital. She was dealt the cards she
didn't want from a concussion, and got on an airplane for home tonight. What irony being on the other side. Feeling the weight of love that others have felt for me. After today, I answered the "how is your heart?" question with: emotionally spent.

Kate left our summer project with, you each have a mountain to climb and conquer this summer. What's yours?

Waiting in Jesus. (wholly)

"You don't realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand." John 13:7

Ahh, the word. Hard to breathe, eh? It is good, hard, truth.

So many times in my life I have tried playing God. Have you ever? It doesn't work. And if we think it is working, we're deceiving ourselves. In my life I have made decisions, left good things behind, been angry at what is and tried to manipulate things to meet my heart needs. Little have I acknowledged that no matter what I do, God is still going to lay out His plan as He desires. So, slowly, I've realized I need to stop and let God be who He promises. We have an incomplete view of God's dealings, seeing His plan only half finished and underdeveloped. Yet once we stand in the beautiful place of eternity we have perspective and will see everything fitting gracefully together.

I do not ask my cross to understand my way to see-- better in darkness just to feel your hand and follow thee...

love,
m