I just turned sixty. I can’t even believe I said that out loud! I mean, come on, sixty??? How on earth did that happen??
Honestly, in the months preceding my birthday, I tried to avoid even thinking about it. But my husband, God love him, would occasionally remind me with a little glint in his eye that at fifty-nine I was actually in my sixtieth year. Cute. Not. He’s sixty-two so he can get away with it 🙂
I don’t know why it bothered me so much. Turning forty was a big milestone and I think the realization hit home that I was nothing resembling a young person anymore. Turning fifty wasn’t so bad. I just slid right into that decade and didn’t think too much about it but sixty. Whoa….
God is in your future
He Knows the Way
He Knows The Way each of us takes and He cares deeply about our hopes and dreams, our desires, our wants, our prayers. We can’t see what He’s doing behind the scenes but He’s always working on our behalf, making things ready, putting all our ducks in a row.
Infinite is the number of ways He can communicate His love and care for us and one of those ways is using the world around us.
Has He ever spoken to you through His creation? He does with me, often, dropping little hints to remind me He’s there, He hears, and He totally has my back. Here’s an example.I take a walk every day and usually my husband Mike joins me. This particular day however…
He’s in the Future
I tend to be a worrier and as a result, I’m a planner because I want to control the outcome. If truth be known, I want to control the future, to know what’s coming and to plan for it. To be ready. Prepared. Not caught unawares. There’s no big sin in it save this: Sometimes it’s easier to trust in myself than God.
That’s the ugly truth and it’s embarrassing to admit I struggle with it, but there you go. My future seems so real and often I feel as if I Know Best which just proves one thing: I don’t.