I sometimes give my mistakes too much credit. I see them as life-changing, destiny-rerouting, God’s-sovereignty-usurping mistakes that will ruin my life (and probably the lives of those around me too).
I didn’t realize I had this problem until recently. I was obsessively fretting about my (non-sinful) behavior and choices I made the other day when I was interrupted by this truth: “You can’t thwart God’s plans. You’re simply not strong enough.”
I didn’t throw a wrench in Jeremiah 29:11 with my minuscule decisions the other day. Proverbs 16:33 reminds me, “The lot is cast in the lap, but its every decision is from the Lord.”
I’m happy being a little one.
“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?” (Psalm 8:3-4)
It is a great comfort and relief—remembering my insignificance. And it’s an even greater comfort knowing God still cares for me, calling me His child.
So I can relax and step out in faith even when I don’t know exactly what God’s plan is for my life. Because if I knew it all, I wouldn’t even need faith.