I’m a senior. Which means I get asked the question daily of, where are you going to be next year. It’s a funny one. I don’t even know what I’m going to eat tomorrow. The planner in me has disappeared, I don’t know where she went, or if she’ll come back, but I’m focused on the here and now. When people ask me questions about the future, I get a very confused look in my eyes and get tempted to ask them, I don’t know what I want to do in ten years, what’s your ten year plan? The problem about senior year, and transition years in people’s lives, is we expect them to have answers and plans. There’s an expectation that they should know where they want to go and how they are going to get there. Newsflash: this is unrealistic.
Yes, having direction is good, but having God is greater. I don’t know where I’m going or what I’m going to be doing, but I have faith in a God who is working all things for my good. I have faith in a God who has made everything beautiful in its time. I have faith in a God who will not leave me or forsake me. I have a wonderful friend who told me, “Your lack of direction and ideas for your future mean that God’s got a pretty big plan for you.” Or something to that effect. And I’m hoping he’s right. God doesn’t ask me to bring my five-year plan to the table so he can approve it, He asks me for the rest of my life and promises to make it beautiful for me. God isn’t going to give His stamp of approval to my plans; He’s going to give me His plans for me. I may not have it all figured out, but I’m trying to trust the God who does (key word in that sentence: trying!).
So what can I do? I can stress out over something that isn’t even in my control, or I can listen and wait on God, ready to move whenever He calls me to. When I try to make my own plans, I trick myself into believing it’s about me, when in reality, it’s about a good God who is going to do GREAT things with my life. I’ll choose to be directionally challenged if it means I’m surrendered to God and not trying to figure out things myself.