Trying to Guess God’s Plan

Way back in ICU I had a lesson. I have not revealed the lesson. The time has not been right to reveal the lesson until now. It’s not that I remembered the lesson and I had been waiting for the right time. I woke up this morning (8:33AM for those keeping track) and started thinking too much (sorry, Wayne). If my body and soul is in Christ’s hands, where are we going? Will I be healed or will I die. Understand, either way is fine as long as it is GOD's will, and I know it will be. At this point, it’s not about fear as much as curiosity of how things may play out. Jesus is still flying the plane. Now I remembered in ICU how I had logically decided that the events up to that point should logically result in my death. In my mind the logic was perfect. It all made sense to me for me to die in ICU. In the story Fear and Despair - A Decision, I wrote at one point in ICU I looked at my right hand. It seemed swollen twice it’s size. I panicked and asked the nurse if I was dying. Although my right hand was swollen, my prompt to look at my hand was my attempt to guess GOD’s plan. I concluded the events were perfect to result in my death in ICU. At that point my body and God wanted to know if I wanted to live or die.

The point of all this to me is there is a gray area between having the faith to let Jesus fly the plane all the time and trying to guess where HE is going. Trying to guess GOD’s plan is not about lack of faith or fear of the unknown, it is much more about just being curious. OK, I admit guessing may be a slight sneak attempt to get control of the plane from Jesus. For me I do no think that is the case. Bernie would tell me to visualize a positive outcome. Perhaps God uses people like Bernie, circumstances, dreams and other tools to implement his plan. HE may send us what we need to implement HIS plan. However, it is important and comforting to never lose sight of the fact that it is HIS plan and it will always be implemented.