We loved watching The A Team on TV in the early 1980s. Every episode would come to a close with the line, "I love it when a plan comes together."
That phrase has been running through my head this past week. Without going into specifics, let me just say that even when it looks like my plan is falling apart, or when I'm putting tons of effort into something, but not yet seeing progress, life blesses me with moments when everything seems to come together: my efforts, soul-hurting heartaches, hopes that I've felt in my heart but not yet articulated in my head, and forward motion - but in a direction I didn't anticipate. It's really, really beautiful and solidifies my gratitude for life and experience, and my faith that God really can help turn everything for my good. And it reminds me how important to my becoming the process and the path really is.
Really, from 2 weeks ago to today, for everything to have fallen into place so beautifully, I feel nothing but awe and gratitude. The gratitude extends to people - some, who don't even have a clue how integral they were to helping this plan come together.
Someday, I hope to come back and fill in the blanks. I hope to create in you, my reader (do I have a reader besides myself?), the same awe that I feel. For now, I'll be content with sending out my grateful thoughts and documenting them generally. Life is just so very beautiful.
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