Man Plans God Laughs

Well. What we lack in foresight, we make up for in silliness bordering on foolishness.

Foolish to think we have the control. Fools rush around chasing their own thoughts, possibly backing into a wall and ‘knocking’ the better sense, their common sense, way back in the mind of thinking we know better than He.

Fools rush in when the going gets tough, hiding behind the so called weaker. Good thing He knows a fraud when presented with the opportunity.You see, changing times calls for changing measures. Measuring a man who will take the brunt of the wreckage and carry it until life begins to make sense. Or at the least begins to hurt less, can be a miracle.

Mortals continue to foolishly ‘buck the system’ of life and reasonableness. While life can be wildly unpredictable, He, thankfully is not. His plans trump all others, yet we rush from what we fear most. Arrogance, health, boundaries, and being first become the plan of the day. Weak to admit we do not want to be ‘left out.” Hiding behind the fact we will do whatever it takes, stomp on our beloveds, in order to not look like the fool we really may be. The one left out.

Rush to appointments, rush to engagements, rush to this or that.

Rush to judgment.

Man plans, God laughs.

Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the nose. (mt)

Man thinks, God guides.

Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face. (mt)

Man proposes, but God disposes.

Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the arm.(mt)

Everyone has a plan until God laughs.

The line at the ER door is becoming longer and more crowded while we rush to take care of problems that may not exist. For a time, the pews at church became barer and barer. Until He spoke over all of the ‘crud’ in the air. Humans rushed around with masked faces and gloves hands in an attempt to side with the ones who supposedly knew better.

Except they were lying. A lot.

Bringing to their knees logic thinking individuals isolated by fear and frustration. Mere mortals succumbed to the liars and the cheaters of the desperate moment. What else was there to do? Fight city hall?

’To humans belong the plans of the heart, but from the Lord comes the proper answer of the tongue.’

Words that cut like a knife also echo with despair. What else is there to do?

Commit. For one. To the One.

’Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and He will establish your plans.

Yep.

’The Lord works out everything to its proper end—even the wicked for a day of disaster.

One moment in time can change the trajectory of one’s life.

Yep.

But only He has the last word. Once we realize He also has the first word, and the words in between, we can begin the walk on His narrow path. We will be tempted beyond measure along the way. We’ll fail at keeping ‘it’ all together—look like we are as confident as we are boasting with pride.

’The Lord detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished.

The habits humans employ to keep one another in line vary from stonewall, the manipulative ways of robbing Peter to pay Paul, flirting, and whining.

Step by step. He proves to us the only way to go is to humbly surrender.

Stop playing the game so to speak. While the tentacles run deep for some, they bleed profusely for others. Depends on who likes who more?

Checks and balances and the scales of justice move in mysterious ways.

’Honest scales and balances belong to the Lord.

Amen.

’All the weights in the bag are of his making.’

Gucci included.👜

The Lord gives and He takes away.

Hermes, too.

Life is a roller coaster sometimes. The highway of the upright avoids even; those who guard their ways preserve their lifes.

Yep.

Especially on this Friday the 13th. Instead of checking over our shoulders relentlessly, we really oughta just shrug and put our life and our plans in His most capable hands. He is the ultimate punisher. ‘There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.

We can either live a life of freedom or surrender to try and fix it all. Believe His mercies are new every day and take it from there. The muddied waters will clear one day and we can hope beyond hope that the crystal clear waters cool our irrational ambitions.

Until then, day by day.

Step by step.

A cheater is a human that foolishly believes in the possibility they can cheat death. We pop the vitamins, drink the concoctions, clocks hours at the gym, walking in circles to raise the heartbeat and the glass simultaneously. Better a patient person than a warrior, one with self-control than one who takes a city. Geography implores us to love thy neighbor as thyself. Do unto others, blah, blah, blah.

’The lot is cast into the lap, but it’s every decision is from the Lord.

While the goalposts may continue to move, and the tripper keeps on trying to trip up the nemesis.

He is watching.

Closely.

Our reaction to the bully is as important as the schmuck who brings on the terror. ‘ Whoever winks with their eye is plotting perversity; whoever purses their lips is bent on evil.’

He is ready for that evil doer, on our behalf, too.

The way of the wicked is not on the narrow path, the evil path of jealousies and childishness seems to widen day by day. Nuanced ways of ‘sticking it to the man (or woman)’ are as happenstances and common place as the lie covered in poop. Words don’t mean, people mean. They can be very mean, in their evil-smiling-kinda-way.

’A perverse person stirs up conflict and a gossip separates close friends. A violent person entices their neighbor and leads them down a path that is not good.

Man plans. The demise of his neighbor.

God laughs. At the dishonest and flailing stupidity of the cruelty that encompasses humans trying to get ahead.

He is the final decision maker.

My advice.

’Watch out.’🙏🏻🌪️