For I know the plans I have for you...

What am I here for? How many times in my life have I uttered those words into the night? Especially in the last three years when it has seemed like life has stood still and I have sat there quoting that stupid Michael W. Smith song… Well I’m here to offer some hope to those who feel the same way.

If you know me well or have talked with me much in the last three years you know that not knowing my future has been the major frustration in my life. So how do we trust God in those times? How do we keep a positive attitude about aimlessly wondering from job to job? How do we decide what were to go in life? Well by no means am I going to answer all those questions I will leave that to professionals who get paid the big bucks. This is more of an encouragement “to keep ya head up” like 2-Pac always said.

The big ones are easy Jeremiah 29:11 God knows the plans he has for us, Romans 8:18,31-39 God has our best in mind and He is for us what do we have to worry about. Those are great reminders for all of us that God has a plan and we will never slip from where he wants us.

I think this is even more important. If we believe that God is sovereign and he has a divine plan for everything. Then the place your in is where God wants you. The place you are in is the best place for you to glorify God. I think that is a comfort for me; God has me in a state of uncertainty for my own good. For me on a day like this when I am more prone to look back it's good to know that this is the way God has brought me for my own good.
Caleb M. Saarela

P.S. Read the lyrics below they are from one of my favorite songs ever...












"In a field of yellow flowers,
underneath the sun,
bluest eyes that spark with lightning,
boy with shoes undone.
He is young, so full of hope,
reveling in tiny dreams,
filling up his arms with flowers,
right for giving any queen.

Running to her beaming bright,
while cradling his prize.
A flickering of yellow light,
within his mother's eyes.
She holds them to her heart,
keeping them where they'll be safe,
clasped within her very marrow,
dandelions in a vase.

She sees love, where anyone else would see weeds.
All hope is found.
Here is everything he needs.

Fathomless Your endless mercy,
weight I could not lift.
Where do I fit in this puzzle,
what good are these gifts?
Not a martyr, or a saint,
scarcely can I struggle through.
All that I have ever wanted,
was to give my best to You.

Lord, search my heart,
create in me something clean.
Dandelions
You see flowers in these weeds.

Gently lifting hands to heaven,
softened by the sweetest hush,
a Father sings over his children,
loving them so very much.
More than words could warrant,
deeper than the darkest blue,
more than sacrifice could merit,
Lord, I give my heart to You.

Lord, search my heart,
create in me something clean.
Dandelions
You see flowers in these weeds."
R. Roper