Plans

I been thinking about plans.

I am amazed how much planning happens. We plan our days, we plan for our future, we plan who we want to be married to. And then, we plan a wedding, we plan a honeymoon, we plan a life. We live in houses that are planned. Built according to a piece of paper called a, what’s the word, oh yeah, a plan.  We have business plans, diet plans, retirement plans, and so it goes. Until.  Yeah until.  And our plans change. That changed to me.  And I am thinking about that.

Our plans change, sometimes gradually, sometimes abruptly. But God’s plans do not.

But the plans of the LORD stand firm forever, the purposes of his heart through all generations

Psalms 33.11

God’s plans don’t change. They stand firm forever. They are not like our plans. That is something to think about. If God has a plan for my life, has it changed?  All my plans have changed, dramatically changed, but God’s plans for my life stand firm forever. Wow, wow. I can’t grasp what that means, that is so profound.  In my mind, everything changed.  For God’s purposes, nothing changed.  That gives me so much hope. It fills me with gratitude.  It brings me purpose. God’s plans for me are secure. 

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 

Jeremiah 29:11

I like plans. I have a file cabinet just for plans.  Four feet wide by three feet wide with five drawers 2” deep. It is built out of oak and it is built-in to my office. One of the drawers contains several plans that I designed, but they were never built.  Some of them are really cool, one is a geodesic dome that I wanted to build for myself.  It was cool, on paper anyways. But what it is, right now, is just pencil lines on paper.  But I saved it, and now and again I open it up and think about how cool it would have been to build it.

God has a cool plan for me, a plan to give me hope and a future.  He knows the plans he has for me.  But I also wonder if he has a drawer designated for plans that are not built.   I think I may get to choose, whether or not that plan gets built or will it be filed away.  I have a picture in my mind, some people are visiting God’s office, looking at a plan laying on his desk.  And they are commenting about how nice that plan is, wondering whose it is.   God responds, yes, I love the plan, unfortunately it wasn’t built. I would hate for that to happen. God has a plan for me, it is way better than my dome house and I’m going to build it.

I realize what I ended up writing about plans was not what I was planning to write.  Plans change.  So I am still thinking about plans. Maybe next week?