I am a very organized person. It isn’t just my home, office, and closets that are organized, either. I also like to organize my life by making plans for my tomorrows.
It’s not that I can’t be flexible or spontaneous. It’s just that I know that I will not achieve my goals and dreams unless I make plans to accomplish them. The plans I make are not always written to-do lists. Often, I simply form a picture in my mind of what I plan to do in the next week, month and year. Then, something unexpected invariably happens. It is called . . . tomorrow.
Tomorrows have a habit of ushering in things to challenge our plans. This is not always a bad thing. Sometimes the things they usher in are temptations to quit or be complacent or otherwise distract us from pursuing our dreams. Other times they are opportunities to weave a new strand into the tapestry of our life that we had not envisioned for ourselves, but that may add beauty and richness and propel us even further.
Plans are good, but I have learned not to set them in concrete. In fact, I don’t even set them in permanent marker. I have learned that plans are best made in pencil, because of one very important reality… you never know what tomorrow may bring!
I am continually amazed at how even though I live expecting unexpected tomorrows, they still seem to surprise me! The unexpected that I am expecting always happens sooner than I think, forcing me to continually readjust and adapt. I am beginning to wonder if this is God’s way of reminding me that while I may try to keep my own little world organized, it is HE who is in control of the universe, not me.
Of course, I already know this to be true, yet . . . why am I still surprised by my tomorrows? As I spent the day contemplating this, I was reminded of something I read recently . . . “change is the only thing that keeps us alive.” Maybe surprise is, too. Otherwise, we would lead very dull lives. Perhaps that is where the phrase bored to death comes from.