I’m back at work, in my office, thinking. Close friends tell me I do too much of that, and maybe I do, particularly when I’m trying to figure out what God’s doing. Those who care will be happy to know that I do less thinking now than I did last year. It has been an effort like no other I’ve undertaken. You see, it goes against my personality. I call it being realistic, planning, practical, logical, and a myriad of other adjectives I could use to explain this process of thinking too much about too little.
I use the term little because when I compare those things that occupy my mind to the plan God has and is working out in my life, it is too much about too little.
Does God expect us to be organized, logical, practical, etc.? About some things. The rub comes in when we try to apply these processes to God. He can be organized, logical, and practical; creation proves that, but that’s another topic for another day. However, God is often disorganized, illogical, and impractical when it comes to guiding the lives of His children, or so it can seem. And that is what makes faith the only element that will hold it all together.
Am I still a thinker? Do I tend to view life from a logical and practical standpoint? I’m afraid so. But has my faith grown? I’d like to think it has. All I know is that I’m able to put my life as it is now and what it will be next year in the hands of God with complete assurance that He is in control; He loves me like no other ever has; my days are written in the palm of His hand and there I am content to reside.
Grams