I'm blogging at Quid Pro Quills today about how, as a fiction author, I put my characters in terrible messes without worrying, because I know how it's going to turn out. But when I live my life, it's so hard to trust the Author of life to work it all out. Here's an excerpt:
I do it to my fictional characters all the time. They have their goals, and I thwart them at nearly every opportunity. And then I whisper in their tiny, fictional ears, “Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”
But we’re not fictional characters, and when we need something, it’s real. I’ve made requests of the Author of life, only to have Him do something completely different, all the while whispering, “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” But like my characters, I don’t always hear Him.