It came out with my Bible this morning. It, being my planner. It’s a beautiful planner. Not the kind some get but beautiful just the same. I remember school before we had planners. We just write in a three subject notebook if one was so lucky to have a three subject. Somehow our mother only bought us the one subject themes narrow college ruled notebook. College found me learning about planners. And then life happened. Children bring planners into a whole new realm. School, lessons, sports, church, and work brought planners to a need level. One needed to have an order or structure to life and the planner was a perfect fit. Eventually I replaced my big planner with a prayer book, calendar and time organizer for the fridge.
What good does a planner do if one can’t plan. I looked at my planner and I was already not doing what I planned. Life changes, changes planning. Life changes plans. Instead of being in Kansas today doing a concert, instead of my sons fiancée having a wedding shower, instead of baseball on the radio, the plans have been changed. How do you react when plans change? For some of us, we get out our planners and scribble all over the page, cancelled. For others, we get different ink out and reword and change the plan so we have something on the page to reflect the truth of the moment, and others, rather ignore the planner all together and just roll with the changes. What each one of us must succumb to is our planners plan, no longer is our plan. We love the verse Jeremiah 29:11 about God knowing the plans for us to prosper. We quote it, hang it on the wall and memorize it. What we forget is the verse before it reminds us that there are 70 years to be completed. We want to be in the prospering part of our planner sometimes before the 70 years of Babylon are up. The one thing I can guarantee about our lock down, quarantine and virus of 2020 is this too will change. It might however be a longer time in Babylon before we prosper. What matters is how we handle our planner during the time in Babylon. Dramatically throwing the planner, scribbling it, venting on Facebook or screaming at God that it’s not fair that we can’t do what we want to do is losing our Babylon character building time. The Babylon’s in our life are not what we want, but they will show others who God is and will allow God to mold us, teach us and remind us that our worth isn’t in our Babylon, but in our deliverer. I made new notes in my planner this morning. And each day that brings change will remind me that God will teach. He will teach me if I allow myself to abide in his presence during times like this. Then, what’s written on my planner page for today won’t matter as much.
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