Unpredictable

Life is unpredictable.

Things don't usually go how you expect them to.

I feel like the direction of my life changes so often.  Though not necessarily literally.  About a month ago I was learning a set of specific things, I could see the direction of my heart and mind and potentially what I would learn about next and how that would effect where my life would literally go.  Then as I look at the current surrounding scenery I realize [my heart and mind] are in a completely different place than I thought I would be.

I can't determine whether that's a good thing or not.  I don't know if its me just wandering around, or if I'm following.  Maybe a mixture of both.  I suppose that there are trails that you may never intended to go down, but they wind up leading you right back to the path you originally set out on.  I even suppose that as you are on a stray path, that God could make-shift a trail for you.  Nothing is impossible.  You may even have to just cut through the dark, beast-and-insect-infected wood that lies between where you are and where you should be.

With all that said, I'm not suggesting that I AM on a wayward path.  I'm really trying to say that the direction of the Lord's is unpredictable.  And I hope that I have gone where He has led me.  That I haven't diverted from My [good] Shepherd.  The outcome of this month, the things on my mind, the way I've been thinking, the desires/pressings on my heart today just look different than what I would have expected a month ago.  [Maybe more-so, the REASON why I learn something is different than I expect.]

I'm comforted to know that Jesus never stops working, never stops coming, never stops loving when I end up in a strange place.  That even if I unknowingly led myself to this place, that He can turn it all into His good.  He can bring me back, or forward.  And even so, I might not ever know the all times veer off for His redemption and goodness.  I wonder if He protects us from knowing our own failures because knowing them isn't always the important thing.  In all cases, He is a great, the perfect,  protector and Father.

On another note, recently while at work, my mind has been on a thousand other things OTHER than work... it's ridiculous.  Seriously, everything else.  Even small things like: shopping list/grocery shopping, movie rental choice, making a new salsa, what I'm going to do with Krista tomorrow, Rhonda's birthday, my new bank issue, calling my dad on my lunch break... BLOGGING.  I don't know what's gotten in to me.