Plans

Simple they said. Just fly thru Chicago. Yes, friends are flying on that flight; we will be together and have a fun time. Simple they said. That’s what plans are. Simply that; plans. And yet as I sit and wait for another flight as I would have missed my connecting flight, I marvel that it all actually works . Plans that is. We make plans and assume that they actually are going to work out like we think. As I ponder the thins going through my head, it’s the amusement of the situation that has the smiles coming. Fred…my friend I am going to honor his life at his celebration service would have said, bring it on. What’s life with a few ruts gravel road and potholes on the side. What’s life without plans going totally amuck and having to rearrange your life. What’s life without an adventure? We all tend to think we want life to go by…neatly and without a wrinkle in our apron. And what is the basic essence of memories? What went wrong, and what we learned to laugh at along the way. We make plans and God smoothly rearranges our plans so we look for the sweet giggles and treasure the moments of chaos. We will treasure them. Maybe not today. I have been sitting in an airport for many hours now. I will go to Houston. I didn’t know I wanted to go to Houston. I will then hopefully hop on another flight for Atlanta. Such a simple plan… such a different outcome. So obviously God didn’t want our simple plan to work. He could have just said that earlier. This weekend could be an adventure. Hearts forgotten about, friends lost in the midst of lives that went different directions and memories… many many memories. God blesses out hearts and sometimes he works in unique ways. If I only look for the beauty along the sidewalks I am walking instead of tripping over the broken concrete. If only I smile at the mom and her baby. If only I spend a few minutes just resting in him and not worrying about me…