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Of Plans and Markings

I recently read a blog post about writing blog posts. It suggested that, in order to generate more blog traffic, I should post regularly, like three times a week or more. I found it really helpful. Well, there is a part of me that found it helpful. The part of me that loves to think about the future and then plan it out in detail on a color-coded calendar that’s broken up into quarter-hour segments. I love the idea of having my whole week planned out so it looks really nice and neat and ordered, and all pretty-like with its color-coding. It makes me feel like I have it all together.

And that’s where the helpful of that particular blog post ends for me. At the color-coded Google calendar that makes me look really important and organized and all together. Because that’s as far as I got in implementing the advice. I only got as far as the pretty little color-y agenda.

The truth is, I am way better at making goals look manageable and all pretty-like than I am at actually getting something done. The rubber-meets-the-road part of goal setting is the hardest part for me. I like the plans when they look all pretty and color-y on paper, but when it’s time to actually act on the plans, well sadly, that is often a different story. And there is a huge gap between making something happen on paper and making something actually happen.

In truth, sometimes I wish just writing all my ideas down and fancying them up so they look all cute and color-y were enough. Goodness knows I’d be changing the world by now with all my good intentions and daydreams if that were the case. I get lots done in my dreams. Perhaps therin lies my problem with goals… Too dreamy, perhaps?

Book proposal complete in three months. Submit one article per month for possible publishing. A blog post every morning, Monday through Friday. Edit that book in five weeks flat. Totally do-able with my cute little color-coding, and pretty too. But then life happens and the colors get mixed, or erased, or they turn bold and smear pressure all over me, and I find myself paralyzed by the plan I’ve made to look so pretty.

That’s when the gorgeous, color-y plans become kindling in my fireplace and I start to wonder how in the world I can change the world if I can’t even make the colors come alive.

Because that’s what I really want. Really, isn’t it really what we all want? To make a difference in the world. To mark the world with what we do, not just with what we want to do or even how we plan to do it.

But plans don’t leave marks unless they are enacted. Unfortunately for me, pretty Google calendars do not leave marks.

I consider all of this, and then I remember a Proverb that I read long ago.

Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails (Prov. 19:21).

See, I can make the most beautiful plans in all the world. I can plan to change the world with my words or with my actions. I can even plan to save the world somehow. But in the end, my plans alone amount to nothing. The only marks that mean anything when all is said and done are the one that God Himself purposes. So I guess the only way to leave a mark is to find out His purpose and go from there.

So I sit here at the computer and wonder how to apply this newfound truth to my blogging habits. Oh, how I would love to change the world with the words I write here. Or here. But I need to know first what is the LORD’s purpose for it? What mark, if any, does He intend to make with this tiny little piece of cyberspace?

And that is when I go again to my face and simply ask Him.

May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish the work of our hands for us — yes, establish the work of our hands (Psalm 90:17).

3 Thoughts on “Of Plans and Markings

  1. You are right, the Lord’s plans are the only we should be working towards and considering and looking for…and I think you are!

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