2+2=?

New download. Happened in the car today... I'm still working it out.

I am logical. When I was young I loved algebra because it was easy for me. They introduced letters into math and I said "Bring it on!" That's how I'm wired. Math makes sense. Math is a constant. I don't have to worry that I won't work out, it will, I just have to figure out how to solve it.

I am a planner. When people asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I would respond, "A teacher." I was one of those kids that gave her stuffed animals practice multiplication and spelling tests. I instructed them on the basics of 2nd grade curriculum and I am proud to say that my toys were the most educated on the street, hands down. I planned out my future and practiced for it.

I am captivated. Logic dictates that a young girl with a bent for teaching and a knack for mathematics would enter into the teaching profession but logic doesn't factor in the call of God. God designed me a certain way for a particular reason and that was not for teaching math. I'm not designed for 3rd grade book reports, or fourth grade long division. I am called for something else. It is my deep desire for the things of God that has dramatically transformed the direction my life is taking.

I am called. Despite all that logic says, I am waiting on what God says next. Every season brings a new vision, a new direction that God calls me to. Who cares about what makes sense? Who cares about what is practical or what is safe?

I will rest. His plans are perfect. His plans are higher.