{Spoiler: Today’s post is a little esoteric. Feel free to look at the picture and come back tomorrow for fashion 🙂 .}
I have several friends who had a great opportunity present itself.
It could have been an opportunity for me, too.
Except it’s not.
I could absolutely pursue the opportunity, but it wouldn’t be what God is calling me to. It would be what God is calling me from.
For so many women with their heads down trying to get the job done and the dinner on the table and the kids to ball practice and the waistline from thickening more and the community service project moving forward with wheels on, this whole idea of “God’s plan” or “God’s calling” seems a little nuts. As if they might look at me and say, Girlfriend, would you plant your feet on the ground, this isn’t real world and you have day-to-day stuff you need to accomplish. Could you pull that head out of the clouds?
I worry sometimes that writing about God having a plan for my life doesn’t feel very “relatable.”
Especially for some of you who aren’t even sure about this whole God thing to begin with.
But can I say this? I absolutely, 100%, entirely and completely believe that God has a plan for your life. I believe He has a plan. Sort of a “crazy master it all works together for a greater purpose that we’ll never really know in this lifetime” plan.
And I got pretty clear on what He is taking me toward, and away from, a couple of weeks ago. Crystal clear. Nonetheless, I’m an ambitious, even competitive, person whose first instinct is to throw my hat in the ring at every opportunity that might even seem ancillarily related to what I’m headed towards.
I am stopping. Even though there is literally this physical activity going on in my heart when I feel I might be missing out on an opportunity that I can control, I am going to sit it out. When I told God I would say yes to wherever He asked me to go, it also meant saying no to where He is asking me to not go. Even when there is a road all paved out, it might still be the wrong road.
Wisdom isn’t just jumping at the right opportunities. It’s passing on the wrong ones. Even when the worldly “metrics” may shame me for not moving forward, I will rest in knowing it would have still be wrong for me. Before we go saying yes to something, let’s make sure it’s what we’re supposed to say yes to.
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