I was one of those that had their whole lives planned out at 20. I knew exactly what was supposed to have happened at 25 and what I should've accomplished by 30.
Sitting here at 35, I have accomplished only a portion of what I had planned for myself. In turn though, I've accomplished so much that I never had planned.
I never planned to be a single mom of two. I also never planned that my daughter would live in New York City, her dream city, as a child.
I never planned to have spent 10 years in a fruitless relationship. I never planned on launching a business to serve women in the same situation from it either.
I never planned to be as wounded as I was over the years. I also never planned to see God's glory manifest itself through my healing.
Giving up what I had planned and jumping on God's committee for my life was the best decision I could have ever made. And you know what? I didn't plan that either...