Human flourishing is found only by
living in obedience to God’s revealed plan.
Our rebellion against the Creator is never so insidious
as when we declare that our own plan is superior to his.
~ Albert Mohler
That packs a wallop, doesn't it?
In my heart-of-hearts I consider myself to be a reasonably upbeat, half-full-cup sorta lady. I lean in the direction of seeing all of life through the prism of God's love. It's how I derive hope from hopelessness, courage from (or in) trial, peace for the journey (with Elaine), and faith to keep on, keepin' on. Add a dose of humor, and how could it get any better?
Even so, know that I have my own plans ...
In the context of this post, as well as in Mohler's quote above, plans equal schemes. Same same. Then, if we consult with Merriam, he tells us that such a thing in the verb sense means to devise, or to plot. It does not have an altogether positive connotation.
Most of the time the alchemy of my planning is quite noble. But even when it isn't, I can certainly convince myself it is. Then, in the course of time, along comes a lightbulb (or a club) that reveals what's truly what.
Today I'm searching out the scriptures to see if I can find the word wallop anywhere. Something tells me I'll find it hitched to the wagon called Obedience.
Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.