The Future

Future: The time that is to come; days, months, or years ahead.

I'm under the impression that I know what is best for me. Good friends, wiser by far, point out that I know exactly squat about bumpkus. The fact of the matter is that I know what I want, not what is in my best interest. I don't know how things are going to play out. I do not have the ability to see into the future. Which is a blessing -- the future that I envision is full of peril and pain. I seem unable to visualize how the twists and turns of life buffet me here and there, with unexpected complications and tasty treats.

I'm constantly amazed at how something painful works out well in the long run. At how something that provides me with momentary pleasure can blow up in my face. God is driving the bus. I'm not driving the bus. I'm lucky I'm even allowed on the bus. I'm not a good passenger. I'm the kid getting thrown off the bus.

What I am expected to do today is suit up and show up. I need to do the best that I can with what is in front of me and go from there. I'm not the architect of life. I'm not The Decider. I'm the Decide-ee. Things are going to work out well. God is going to take care of me.