"As for man, his days are like grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
When the wind has passed over it, it is no more, and its place acknowledges it no longer.
But the lovingkindness of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him..."
~Psalm 103:15-17a

My Road

Right now my life looks about like this:

Bend in the Road

I can see ahead a bit - I know (as much as anyone can know) what will happen in the next few months.  Then there's a curve around which I can't see.

What is ahead?


What should I do next?


What is going to happen one, five, ten years from now?



I wish my life would look like this:

A straight road leading to the horizon.

It would be so much easier to see straight ahead to the horizon and know what I should do next and what is going to happen.  That's the way I like things - planned out so I know what will happen and when.  I don't like all the bends in the road where I can't have the end in sight to know what to do right now.

It's so hard to try to decide what I should do next year - there are so many choices.

Bible school?  If so, which school?  How should I earn the money?


Get a job?  What kind of job?  Christian ministry or secular?  What would I enjoy doing?


Is there something else I should do?


And of course I want to serve God in whatever I do - but which choice would be the best for that?


What is coming around the next bend in the road?



There are too many decisions and not enough preview of what is ahead.  But then if there were no bends in the road and everything was just laid out for me, there would be no need to trust God.  I would be able to simply do my own thing and have God on the sidelines.  But that's not what God wants.  He wants me to depend and wholly rely on Him.  And I can't learn that if I don't have some bends in my road.  Looks like God knows what He's doing after all. :)

So I'll use this time in my life to learn to trust God and to rely on Him for the wisdom I need in making these decisions.  And then I'll trust Him to handle the outcomes of those decisions - whether good or bad, He can use them in my life to make me more like Him.

I also need to learn to not tell people what I plan to do next year since my plans keep changing...

Cookie Overload

Working at church definitely has its perks.  Around Christmastime, we are innundated with treats - from people in the church, from people who use our church, leftovers from Christmas programs at church; cookies, popcorn, candy.  Of course we really appreciate all of these - they are delicious!

The problem, though, is that my job at church is pretty much a sedentary job.  With all these (scrumptious) cookies sitting not 10 feet from my desk, it's easy to pick one up whenever I walk past (which is often - the walking past, that is).  But except for these little trips (which do have a purpose other than cookie collecting) I just sit at my desk working on the computer.  It doesn't take an expert to figure out that the calorie intake is much larger than the number of calories I burn.

It's not that I am a cookie monster, always stuffing my face with these treats.  It's just that between cookies at work, cookies at home, cookies at Christmas parties and cookies at Christmas programs, there are just too many opportunities to eat them!  And cookies at work are probably the most difficult to resist because the cookies and I spend all day together.

What's the solution?  I could make up reasons to run around the church - upstairs and downstairs and in-between-stairs to burn off the calories.

I could move the cookies to the intern office (wouldn't they love that) or to the kitchen, which would require intentionality to get a cookie.

I could just enjoy them while they're here and work off the extra calories beginning in the new year (that's what New Year's Resolutions are for, right?).

Or, I could use this as an opportunity to practice self control.  I guess that would be a good idea, huh?  It's something I need to work on in other areas of my life, so I can use all the practice I can get.

So onto the rest of my cookie-resisting day.