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One of the ways I am eating this semester is through the good graces of my mom's cousin Laura. She let's me come over and clean for 3 hours and I get some grocery money! I love spending time in their home. It is so peaceful, happy and welcoming. I was talking to her the other day and she told me, "Man plans and God laughs."
So very true!!
All my life I have been a planner. I had my whole life mapped out in seventh grade. Granted, part of the plan was meeting my husband in a Broadway production we starred in and then him becoming the Prophet a few years later, but I have always had a plan. Realistic or not.
A few weeks ago when talking on the phone with Ruby, I told her my 'new' life plan. (Switching majors to Art History, minor in Creative Writing, AS in Dance). She doesn't know exactly what she wants to do with life, or if college is even something she wants to do. After a lot of me persuading her that college is necessary, beneficial and fun, I finally told her, "I didn't know what I wanted to do at your age." She quickly said, "Um ya you did and you're doing exactly that!" Hmmm, touche.
However, there are still a lot of things that Heavenly Father has led me to that I did not plan on. There are still some things that I would have done differently, or had made end differently.
Since I am such a planner, sometimes it's hard for me to trust in God and take one day at a time. I have a hard time living in the moment too. I guess life is all about balance. I am still working on striking the balance between being prepared and planning for my future, and living in the present and recognizing that Heavenly Father has everything under control.
C.S. Lewis said, "Praying doesn't change God, it changes ME."
I am not completely in control of my life. And thank goodness! Because the person that is knows a lot more than I do. Relying on Heavenly Father takes time, patience, hard work, consistency, dedication, and prayer. But I am prepared for it. He has amazing things in store for me. I am so excited about it. For now though, I am content with being a college student and not knowing what the heck I am doing 50% most of the time.

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