What If We Let Him Roar?
I am a planner. I love making lists and I LOVE a good spreadsheet with colors and attributes. I love order. Until I don’t. The order helps bring the peace. But does it really? I think it helps me compartmentalize my day and my skills of organization are fantastic tools to be utilized. But at some point, even the most organized feel distracted and out of control. While my organizing is a gift from the lord, it can also be a crutch. My need to organize leaves me crooked, in pain and in despair, whilst distracted. My need to organize can sweep out the peace from an otherwise lovely spontaneous moment. It can look overbearing. It can make people feel as if I see them as inferior even though I didn’t come with that intent. My need to be organized can make me not organized. And when I am feeling stuck in the muck I have made, I have a choice: I can look to where God is leading me or I can look to where I am leading myself. More than likely one scenario is more fruitful than