Sometimes I just like to sit and think about my life and my plan I thought I had for my life. If you would of told me 5 years ago that I would be married to the love of my life, living in a house we completely remodeled, raised a puppy, experienced a miscarriage, running my own business from home making a full time income & trying to grow our little family by one more… I wouldn’t have believed you. Why? Because it wasn’t my plan.
After losing our precious Levi Marcus I have discovered our life isn’t about plans. My plans aren’t the right plans. But God plans are. And they happen exactly how & when we need them too.
I have to be willing to be okay with letting go of my plan and let Him work His magic on our life. And to be honest it’s a lot less stressful knowing I don’t have to control or plan every detail of it.