On this day, the twenty-first day of June, in the year two thousand eleven, I hereby relinquish any and all desire to write the story of my life on my own. I never owned the pen in the first place, only a pencil. In my thirty years of life, I have finally come to the realization that my major successes have not been authored by me, but by God, and that I had a hand in all of my failures by making the wrong decisions. Yet, He so masterfully, patiently, and lovingly continues to smooth the rough edges caused by my mistakes, and turns it into something beautiful for His use.
I will still set goals, I will still dream, and I will still hope. But, I will also be open to the curve balls that God will throw my way. May I not resist, and may I fully trust Him, instead. As Noah trusted God to provide the specs for building the Ark, I trust that He will also reveal more and more parts of the blueprint of my life as He sees fit.
