Not My Trip

The best friend and I are on our way home from another trip. This one was quite a bit different from our normal. Usually, I am asked for input and I help choose the destination. This trip, though? It was all Amy. 

In the weeks leading up to our Las Vegas adventure, I got increasingly more anxious. I’m not a gambler. I’m not a partier. I love mountains and beaches and museums and quiet places where I can reconnect with God. I had never been to Vegas, but I was certain it was none of those things!
Turns out, I may have been wrong, just a bit.
Our flight arrived just after lunchtime on Monday, giving us plenty of time to explore a bit. I am a people watcher and boy-oh-boy, Vegas is a great place for that! We rode the monorail, went to the top of the stratosphere, explored a couple shops. And then, dusk came. And the streets became alive with lights and music and people. I was enthralled. And immediately guilty for dreading the trip. Especially when I realized that, at least in part, we were doing things that Amy knew I would enjoy. She had been thinking of me after all!

In His goodness, God reminded me that it’s not only when Amy makes my plans that I get anxious. I’m not so great when I don’t get a say-so in the plans God has for me either. Yet scripture tells us clearly that our plans and His plans are seldom the same. And His are always better! And He always has my best interest in mind. 

We see over and over when God has sent people and they balk. And stall. Abram. Moses. Jonah. Even the disciples, who walked with Jesus, had issue with the unexpected God-plans. So, although I think it makes us normal, I think we should also learn from those who’ve gone before us.

So, what about you? Has God sent you to an unfamiliar place? Do you hate it? Are you so busy complaining about where you are that you’re missing the bigger picture? It’s easy to do. Trust me, I know! But I also know there’s a sweet relief that comes with willing obedience.

And…God tends to meet us in the strangest places and show us things we didn’t know we wanted to see!Be blessed and tell someone you love them.


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About meanderingswithgod

I Write. It’s what I do. It’s as vital a part of me as breathing. I write when I’m happy. I write when I’m sad. I write when I don’t understand. Or when I understand a little too clearly. I write when God’s speaking to me. And when I’m speaking to Him. And, more often than not, it comes out in rhythm and rhyme. In my words, you’ll find laughter and tears, pain and triumph, confusion and clarity. In my words, if you bother to search, you’ll find me. So, it is with both excitement and trepidation that I begin. This blog. This writing that’s been so long coming. My words. God’s words. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to tell the difference. Mine are clumsy, His are eloquent. I hope, as you read my verbal meanderings, that you’ll be blessed and find yourself searching for Him.
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One Response to Not My Trip

  1. I agree that God does lead us through tough times and hard places where we simply wouldn’t go if we had the choice, but we can trust He’s with us for good. People aren’t always so selfless and may well have their own agenda. Sounds like your friend wanted to go to Vegas, but not alone. 😉

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