Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Our Plans vs God's Plans



Our plans aren’t always God’s plans. As I shared last week, our plans were to visit our son and his family who live near the beach. We wanted to enjoy the sunshine and sand. However, we found out those weren’t God’s plans.

We packed lots of snacks and drinks and started our six-and-a-half-hour journey immediately following Sunday services. After eight and a half hours, that included 90 minutes of creeping along at a snail’s pace, we finally arrived, too late to have supper together, but not too late for long hugs, lots of smiles, and a little catching up.

Overnight, unbeknownst to us, a bit of strong wind blew in and a large branch fell in the Seth's yard. Since the weather was iffy anyhow, rather than go to the beach after lunch, Dick and Seth planned to cut up the debris from the tree and stack it for disposal.

Late that morning, Seth had an uneasy stomach so his dad headed out to get started on the yard by himself. As Seth stood near the stairway rails, I turned to ask him a question and saw him slowly slide down the wall. He had passed out! Thankfully he was at the bottom of the stairs, not the top, and by God’s loving plans, we were right there when it happened. Otherwise, he would have been home alone. God knew—and God provided.

Seth realized afterward that he had taken his blood pressure medicine without eating breakfast and may even have taken it twice, since he had been awakened very early that morning by a message from work that needed his immediate attention.

Along with many other locales, Virginia Beach has been pelted with rain, rain, and more rain. Unfortunately, our time there was no exception, so we came home a day early—which turned out to be another blessing of good timing! Dick was able to make two hospital visits that just happened to be on the way from VB to Trucksville!

Proverbs 16:9 says, “We can make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.” While our vacation wasn’t what we planned, it was exactly what God planned—and THAT is always better!

Blessings!
Pam

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