After months of careful planning the day finally arrived: July 20, 2003.
It was my wedding day and I figured I was all set. Everything was running on time, as planned. It even rained a wee bit, beyond our control, but only while we were riding in the limo on the way to the church. The rain stopped just as we arrived at the church.
The ceremony was beautiful and lots of fun. We did our photo shoot, and then moved onto the reception.
*Cue the snag.*
The seating list, which we’d spent too many hours on, did not print out properly. It was a mess! My quick-thinking coordinator had to improvise and seat a few people wherever she thought best.
I remember looking over the hall during dinner and noticing a few people who weren’t where I’d planned for them to be. But what good would it do to fret about it then? I’d already accomplished my goal for the day: to get married.
“My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the Lord. “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine.” Isa 55:8 (NLT)
Despite my well-intentioned plans, something still went wrong on the day of my wedding. Had I tried to do it all on my own, without God’s help, I would’ve ran myself ragged and stressed myself out. Worst of all—I would’ve grabbed all the glory for myself, as though my event was worth noting because of how smoothly it had gone.
When things don’t go as planned, it’s a good time to remember that we are not in control. God is. While we intend for our best, it will always be flawed because we are flawed. Let’s remember to give all our plans to God so that we get His best.
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