And as exhausted as I am, the past few days have reminded me every detour God gives us is, in fact, all part of His plan. Yes there's free will. Yes we make our own choices: good and bad. Question it. Research it. Reason it. But He has a plan for us to be faithful in, so as long as I turn it all over to Him...it will all be taken care of.
At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I don't consider myself completely all-together with things that have come my way in this life, but I'm getting more and more "okay" with not being the one at the steering wheel. As I keep getting reminded...I'm second. And after that...it takes me to complete me. No one else. Who knew I'd grow to be okay with that?! Me and these two kids equal a complete life. Anyone else who comes along is going to have to adhere to a fairly high-bar. Especially since I have two precious little people in my life I'm charged with making sure have only the best people around them. And I mean only the best.
I will keep trusting He has a plan for me. For my kids. And everything will be just fine.
So, here's to all the detours I've run into along the way. Every one I questioned at the time:
- Every stoplight I didn't make;
- Every chance I did or I didn't take;
- All the nights I went too far;
- All the ones who broke my heart;
- All the doors that I had to close;
- All the things I knew but I didn't know;
- Thank God for all I missed
- Cause it led me here to this....
Maybe Darius (aka Hootie!) can say it better than I:
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