Tuesday, June 10, 2014

For I Know the Plans I Have For You

... says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11

Rev and Dr Baker
It's always been one of my favorite pieces of scripture. And if you've been around me long enough you know how much I hate the whole "God will never give you more than you can handle" crap. So this is the promise I turn to. That God has plans for me and they're good.

This last Friday I got to stand up with one of my best friends as he married an amazing woman. And having been his friend since the beginning of seminary and bonding over the ups and downs of relationships that come and go and are amazing and then crap… well, I was overjoyed for him.

Because we had both asked so many times (over a delicious brew at Goose Island where we earned our Masters of Beer Appreciation) if there was anyone out there for us. And we had to battle through all the bullshit of being best friends who were opposite sex and all the times that people told us we looked like we were together and surely one of us liked the other and just wasn't sharing that. We heard it a lot over the years, even when we were in Iowa and Montana for internship. We wallowed away a New Years Eve on Skype together, each in our own timezones.