The funny thing about writing is that it’s made up of so many ideas and so few realities. A lot of thinking, a lot of different visions of where to go – and then sitting down at the computer to actually write is often quite torturous.
Yes, I know I say I love this whole writing thing, but it’s really hard, alright?
There’s a lot of thinking involved. A lot of planning. A lot of daydreaming.
And then I sit down to my computer and the words don’t totally know where to go. They don’t know whether to form long sentences or short, to be sophisticated or poetic or blunt, to be precise or to be vague. They don’t know whether to arrange themselves into a concise doctrinal argument, or into a messy, heart-spilling session of vulnerability.
I’m not one of those speed-writers. I’m not really a speed-thinker, either. But when Monday and Friday night roll around, I’m there in my chair, with my laptop – even if I really don’t know where I’m going.
What I plan at first doesn’t always end up getting written – but at the end of the night, I’m (exhaustedly) content, because the posts have this tendency to turn out better than I originally planned and imagined them.
When I came to that realization, something hit me about how true that is about life as well.
We humans often do a lot of planning. A lot of dreaming and thinking and praying “Hey God, where do you want me to go? Because I honestly have no idea what to do here. So I’m just going to step out right here…so please direct me in this, okay? I want to do the right thing.”
And after plans that don’t happen, dreams that don’t always come to pass, and a lot of overthinking that probably didn’t help much, life comes together. Different things happen, some easier and some harder than we may have originally imagined.
And that’s alright. It’s good, even.
Because as we move forward, we can allow God to work in us and through us, to direct us into what He has for us, and to produce lives for us that are better than we could’ve ever imagined.
Better doesn’t always mean easier, or simpler, or less painful in the moment. But ultimately, it does mean good. Even if the road seems rockier.
I love these two verses from Proverbs.
“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.”
“Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.”
The planning is wonderful, and smart, even. But we must always look beyond ourselves to see that God’s purpose is better than any single one we could ever contrive on our own.
Today, I challenge you to live with purpose. Don’t be afraid to step out in faith and let God direct you as you go along.
Life’s hard, and it’s messy and crazy, and we often have no idea what to do or where to go. I get it.
So go ahead and make those amazing plans – but live in faith, trusting God to show you how He desires that those things come together. According to what He knows to be best.
He’s God, after all.