My plans were not His plans. But His plans are perfect. During this entire ordeal, God has been faithful. The Holy Spirit spoke to me, visually told me to dial 911 at 3:00 a.m. and gave me the diagnosis. I had planned to go to the hospital in the morning but being obedient to the spirit saved my life. At the time I had planned to get to the hospital, I was already in surgery.
It has been quite a journey but I am not taking it alone. A good friend, who passed away last week, suggested that I take a month off and visit my daughter in NC. I won't be going to NC but I will be taking a month for rest, prayer, and reflection. This sabbatical is long overdue according to my plan, but right on time according to His plans.
I realize that this is not my most eloquent posting, but it is definitely the most intensely personal one. This health crises has caused me to look at every aspect of my life and determine whether it lines up to the Word of God, which I say I believe. By eliminating most of my activities, I will be able to focus more clearly on the Word of God and His plans for my life. It seems like I have been doing a lot of good things and not so many God things. I look forward to a month of recovery immersion in the Word. Our plans are not His plans. Thank God they are not!
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11