Ever have to resort to “Plan B”? I hate “Plan B.” Sometimes, well, most of the time, I feel like “Plan B” means failure. But just maybe, “Plan B” is actually God’s “Plan A?”
You see, I love dreaming, and when I’m in that mindset, functioning in that framework, I can hardly sleep. I feel invincible. But then (and as you know, I love those ‘but then’ moments).
My perfect plan has some potential holes… and all of sudden, it looks as if we need to consider “Plan B.”
Wow…all that work. All that effort. And now, we’re going to have to switch gears. It just doesn’t seem right.
But it’s in those moments, I’m forced to ask, maybe my plan was never God’s plan all along? But just maybe, this new “Plan B” is actually God’s first plan to begin with.
Now, with all that being said, maybe “Plan B” was really “Plan A?”
Consider the birth of Jesus. It sure appears it was “Plan B?” For wasn’t “Plan A”, that Adam and Eve, enjoy the garden in perfect harmony with God, but sin changed all that – and thus, “Plan B.”
And for me personally, “Plan B” was a great plan. Think about it – Christmas, a little baby, born to a virgin in the city of Bethlehem, for our redemption. And what a great plan. And though it may seem to have been a “Plan B,” I am convinced, it was always God’s perfect eternal plan to begin with.
I thank God for plan “B”, plan “C”, plan “D” – whatever plan God needs in order to get what He purposed and planned in the beginning.