“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.”
I don’t know how this can be true. I really don’t. I know that our definitions of “prospering” are probably not the same as God’s. Often, we have tiny little picket fence dreams of what “prospering” means – I know I do. And I get sad and frustrated and lonely because I still have financial issues or I’m not married yet. My plans for me haven’t worked out in a lot of ways.
And honestly, I have it really easy compared to a lot of people. I’m not living in poverty, I’m not homeless, and I’m safe most of the time. In addition, I have good friends and a lot of luxuries.
So, I’ve been thinking about why I still believe this verse and others like it. Because I do – I question it, but I always come back to believing it and I just do not understand why. I can’t shake it.
I’ve been feeling some strength from that lately. Also, this section:
“I will go before you and will level the mountains. I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you too may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, who summons you by name.” (Isaiah 45).
I’m waiting for those mountains to be leveled. I’m waiting for the plans he has for me. I don’t know what they are or if I’ll see them but I’m guessing it doesn’t necessarily fit into my little list of what I want to happen in my life.