I mean, I love calendars and planning and maps. I love websites and books that tell me how to improve my home and raise my children and write better blog posts. I love the thrill of potential. Of what could be.
But the follow-through, well, that's a different story. See, I have this sort of glitch in my personality that loves ideas and planning, and hopeful possibility, but struggles with implementation. It's like a great divide between what could be and what really is.
I've been thinking a lot about this great divide lately, and have realized that I feel the same way about who I am. Who I want to be is different than who I actually am. From the size of my pants to the kind of mother I am to the way I react when I'm in a pinch and stress takes over.
But if I compare this thought to the God-breath, His very Word on paper, I am faced with the truth that who I actually am is who God made me. Who He is making me. And I must deal with the fact that with Him, in Him, there is no gap. No great divide. Because He is working me, molding me into His beautiful creation, whom He created for His very purpose.
"The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me;
your love, O LORD, endures forever --
do not abandon the works of your hands."
Even when I screw up, He works it in. Because His clay creations always turn out exactly as He plans. Because He is the Perfect Designer. The Amazing Potter. Always. And I am so glad.