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As I am growing older, I am learning that the “good” things that I desire aren’t always from God, and the things that are from God, don’t always make me feel good. And once upon a time it was a harsh lesson to learn, coming to the realization that just because I thought a particular job, position, was good did not mean that that’s what God wanted for me. This has been tragically true in all areas of my life. I used to decide that such and such person was good for me, that this place is the good place to be in, this work is the perfect thing for me, and then I’d pray for God to bless it.
But it is God that determines what is good and perfect, because he sees and knows all things. I, instead, was operating from a place of control, rather than humbling myself to what God wanted for my life. Surrendering, after having laid out a detailed plan of how things were supposed to happen felt like my limbs being ripped from my body. My plans had become my god, and surrendering them left me feeling listless, hopeless and disoriented.
Chapter 2 of my upcoming book, Hindsight, explores, this struggle; of the high that comes from life seemingly flowing and working together, only for things to fall apart so abruptly and without explanation.
Have you ever had that experience where you are looking forward to something, only for it to fall apart? How'd you cope with it?
Stay tuned for my first book: Hindsight! Coming out this 2021!
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