So a lot of the time when I set a goal I think I know exactly what I need to do to accomplish it. So I determine a course of action and then begin pursuing it, full steam ahead, doing everything according to my careful plan… And I get nowhere.
Then I ask God what I should do, and He gives me answers that make me wonder if He was even listening to me – the instructions seem utterly disconnected from my goal. Wax on, wax off. I try to follow directions but frequently feel resentful and wonder why I’m being told to paint the fence instead of jump right into breaking boards with my mad karate skillz. Thanks for nuthin’, Mr. Miyagi.
And then an existential shift happens and I see that these seemingly random things were leading me in the correct direction all along, with shortcuts that I didn’t know about, and that the way I had planned to go would have taken me far, far away from my goal. Turns out my human vision is limited. And that God’s imagination is way cooler than mine.
(Good learning, grasshopper. Tomorrow you have test.)