I like my schedule – perhaps a little too much. I thrive when there’s a plan, a tidy order to my day – life. I love lists and itineraries – marking things off and knowing what to expect.
And then there was this week.
Accidents happened, schedules got changed, plans shriveled right in front of me. People who were supposed to call never did, readers disappeared, new opportunity turned into a dead weight of disappointment. Things just didn’t go as planned – how I planned, anyway.
So, I am left with a choice: live according to my feelings, or live according to His fact.
My feelings are strong, noisy. They say I should give up, look for something else to do. They say I’m a loser and stupid for ever thinking it could work out. They tell me it’s not going to get better, that my situation will never change. They tell me my goals are only pipe dreams.
But in gentle softness, the undertone of His fact quiets, reassures, brings peace. His fact says in all things He works for my good, that I can do all things through Him. He tells me I am an overcomer through his blood. He calls me His daughter – blessed and highly favored. He says nothing surprises Him, that His plans for me are good – to give me a hope and a future. He reminds me that He will never leave me, that He will not let me fall.
Then I remember how my feelings have let me down in the past – how they’ve caused disorder, chaos, malfunction, how they are not always true – how they are based on my perception of things and not necessarily on reality. I also think of Him, how He’s provided and made a way where there didn’t seem to be one – every single time – how He gives me fresh grace for each day and somehow I make it, how He gives me strength.
The right choice is suddenly clear.
When we live according to our feelings, we are doomed to a miserable existence full of fear, fighting, fluctuation, frustration and failure. But when we choose to live by His fact, we walk in faith, freedom, fulfillment, focus and favor.
I will choose fact over feeling.