Out of Control

Today I did not decide to come off birth-control so much I decided to not take a pill anymore. Regardless of how you put it, though, I neither have taken a pill today, nor have have one to take tomorrow. I'm not intending to conceive anytime soon, but probably this summer. Mike and I have for whatever reason been over-protective against pregnancy, so really the pill is only one form of birth control that we use, and the only one we're eliminating. Maybe I'll lose weight. Maybe my moods will be more even. I just like the idea of only taking a vitamin every morning. Tonight I can't sleep, though. It's Christmas season. We're coming on the three-year anniversary of the day Mike asked me to marry him. If I'd stuck to my plan at that time we'd still be engaged. I wouldn't have had this two years in Charleston -- with him. Making plans are good because they put us in the position where we ought to be: prepared, forward-minded, and poised. Sticking to plans, however, can be a bad thing and keep us from experiencing the fullness of life. My plan to go to Indiana was a good plan, and through it I was lead to Mike. Sticking to that plan would have separated us at a time when our love needed to manifest itself. My plan to take birth control was a good plan to give us time to learn to live together. Sticking to that plan could mean us not experiencing the fullness of our Family. Fortunately for us all, God does have a plan worth sticking to, and even if we can't, or don't, or have-no-clue-what-it-is-in-the-first-place, He does know it, stick to it, and offers us the opportunity to experience the fullness of life.