You know the old saying, "If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans"?
I keep going back to that, with my recent musings on planning, homeschooling, being flexible and changing directions.
I hope to write a real post about this in the next day or two, but for now, just think about this:
If, two years ago, you could have peeked into the future, would you have been able to predict everything that's happened in the last two years? What about five years? Ten?
Nope. I couldn't have.
Maybe the reason I don't stress too terribly (I do have my days, though ... please don't picture me serenely floating through each and every moment) about changes in our homeschool (style, curriculum, whatever) is that I've seen the many, many surprises God has sent our way. And, no matter how much they threw me for a loop at the time, they've been good.
Very, very good.
God has laughed at me so many times that I've lost count.
And, that's all I have time for right now -- bedtime stories are calling. Back soon.
6 comments:
LOL, I was thinking about this just last night - I put up my "plan of attack" for the the next few months on my sidebar, got one thing done, then spent the rest of the day and night cleaning the after effects of an overflowed toilet ... laughing (with a little grumbling) about my "plans" and God's other plans. :)
Oh, no! Well, okay, so maybe some of the changes cannot be termed "very, very good." ;-)
Karen! Where's your blog title's clever subtitle? :-)
Ana
Ha! I think God laughed at me so much he had hysterics!
I think my brain hurts from all the thoughts that have been going through my head lately. I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE what will be going on in the future since I really had no idea that the present would be as it is right now. Life is a mystery!
Ha!! Yes, I've learned this lesson well.
Two years ago, if you'd told me I'd be living in San Diego now and Scott would be back at an office job, I'd have scoffed. The one place I always said I'd never move was the seaward side of the San Andrea fault. LOL LOL LOL!! Of course we're loving it, "faults" and all. (groan)
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