So sweet to have our friend, Micah Maddox, guest-posting with us today. ♥
Opening my crisp, new planner, I perused the empty pages and thought through what the new year would hold. I put my pink pen to the page and began filling in the dates of the events, birthdays, and plans I knew would fill up each month of life.
My life was full to the brim, and not much could be added to my agenda. I do this every year. I purchase a beautiful new planner, and I begin dreaming. I think of what the future holds and imagine the goals and dreams I might conquer. I daydream about traveling and accomplishing big things for God.
The past few years of life, God has been working on me in the dream department. Although I want to think I know what God wants for me, I’m learning more and more that God does not always give me the five-year plan like I would prefer. Tweet This
God’s dreams instead come one teeny, tiny step at a time, and if I really pay attention, I might get it right the first time around. Many times I jump ahead in my own power and planning and end up having to backpedal to the place God intended all along.
Looking back on some of my planners of the past, I never would have included the things that ended up filling my life. I never dreamed of an emergency wisdom tooth removal or vertigo that would land me in an emergency room, unable to care for my children. I never dreamed of strained relationships, loss, or cancer.
But God knows about these things that are going to fill our calendars before they even happen. He knows the things He will call us to when we think we have it all figured out. He knows the people He will put in our path, and He knows who will obey His call and follow through each step of the way.
Foster care was never written in my planner. Although I babysat by age eleven, the thought of caring for someone else’s children did not interest me in my thirties. Oh, I love babies, but handing them back to their mother’s arms after they pooped or spat up filled me with a sense of relief that cannot be explained.
I often told my friends I’m not good at taking care of other people’s children, as a way to warn them not to ask me to babysit. Perhaps I was trying to coerce myself out of what God was telling me, but I could not wrap my mind around why God would want our family to foster.
My patience was thin enough with my own children. Cleaning up spilled milk after my own little pumpkin was bearable, but the thought of cleaning up after more than my own didn’t sound exciting or fun and definitely not like a dream come true.
We knew what God had said to us. We knew what we needed to do.
I was scared of the unknowns, and terrified of the reality and the harsh awareness that—I might give seasons of my life away to care for a child that I might not get to keep.
I knew I might spend sleepless nights loving, rocking, and singing to a child, and learning a new sort of patience with him or her, only to get a call that the birth parents were ready for their child’s return home. A baby I made mine could be ripped from my hands with no time to transition.
No matter how hard it is to understand God’s direction in our lives, when He speaks, we must listen and obey His voice and realize He has the master plan. He knows the details and the outcomes before we even choose to follow or reject His leading. Tweet This We can try to scheme and paste our five-year plan on the wall of our lives for all to see, but God’s purpose will always prevail.
After following God’s dream for our family we have a learned a new beautiful way to live. We live anchored in God’s power day by day even when we don’t know what the future holds. We rock our foster son everyday and love him deeply knowing God has a dream for him too.
Micah Maddox is a women’s conference speaker, Bible teacher, writer, blogger, and author of Anchored In: Experience a Power-Full Life in a Problem-Filled World. She is passionate about helping women find purpose, peace, and calm in our chaotic world. As a pastor’s wife and mother of three, she contributes her time to MOPS and her local church – including serving as a women’s ministry leader.
Bonus! Micah is gifting a signed copy of her book to one sweet friend who shares in the comments below. — Drawing winner will be announced next week. Good luck, everyone! ♥
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