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Where is my cart and where is my horse?
A man makes his plans but the Lord orders his steps
Go to now you who say, we’ll go here and there and make a profit.
Some of my readers know I am considering re-entering the work force. At this writing I do not feel I should give any more details than that. but let me tell you, I’m having a hard time with the whole horse/cart thing.
The saying goes, “Don’t get the cart before the horse.” It’s difficult for me to remain in the waiting loop with regard to this potential job, especially since it initially seems that the Lord is thrusting me into this position. I’ve lost sleep over this — anticipating my first day on the job and all the wonderful phone calls I’ll be making, how each day will unfold, how everything and everyone will grow and change. I feel I am ready yet simultaneously I know I will never be ready to accept a job of this magnitude. I am like a horse — with no cart attached — raring to go full bore to the finish line. I am Seabiscuit, electric with anticipation of the race. Yet, I know I cannot win this race alone. I need to be less like Seabiscuit and more like Black Beauty, the cab horse. I need to submit to the driver, and have a cab, coach or cart attached. Otherwise, I’ll have no business. I need to have the right driver or I’ll be crushed near to death from the load that I’ll carry.
So, I’m spending this night in prayer. I used to wonder how in the world Jesus could pray all night, or why he would want to. I’m catching a glimpse of possible reasons. I have my plans but I want to leave those in the Hand of God for His divine purpose to order and establish.