When people start talking about "life goals," the thought always conjures up some fun memories. I remember watching "A Walk to Remember" in high school and deciding, along with several of my close friends, that we should make lists of 101 things we wanted to do before we died. And so we did. Of course, this was more important than listening to whatever our English/Physics/History teacher was talking about...I mean, it was our LIVES that we were planning here.
And my, oh my, did I plan. Everything from "read all of C.S. Lewis' books" to "kiss in the rain" - I had it covered. I'd always heard that "If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans," but somehow it never seemed to really sink in for me... So I made lots of plans...many of them starting with "I'm never going to..."
And yes. He laughed. Out loud, most likely.
I was never going to be a missionary. And then came NET.
I was never going to go to a crazy Catholic school. And then I got accepted to Franciscan.
I was never going to work with teenagers. And then I discovered Catechetics and Youth Ministry.
I was never going to stay in Steubenville. And then I got an amazing job.
And I was certainly never going to marry Joshua Wattenbarger. I am so glad I didn't get my way on that one!
Our life has been filled with lots of plans over the past few months, some which have come together beautifully and some that have fallen utterly apart.
And in it all, I'm slowly learning to trust. Not only learning to trust the Lord, but learning to trust the amazing man that I've married. It's often a crazy journey, but I'm starting to figure out how to give the ache and disappointment to the Lord along with the laughter and victories, knowing that He will bring both to redemption and perfection, if I'll only let go of my plans.
And my most recent "failed plan?"
I will never blog. Whelp, here we go.
I realized that I wanted to take notes along the way and put them together as a reflection on our life. A journal of our adventure..our crazy journey to His heart.
Love,
Joy
