According to Plan

If you want to see God laugh, tell him your plans.

I like to remind myself of this quote from time to time because I always marvel at it’s honesty. If you are anything like me, you like your life ordered and neat, with tons of lists and plans and strategies. I’m not going to lie…I like control. It’s why I’ve never boarded a flight without researching my seat on seatguru, my motive for looking up other people’s driving directions if they are meeting me somewhere, and the reason you’ll never see me run out of fries before my hamburger is finished. There is always something to be in charge of.

This can pose a problem in my profession though, namely when it comes to meet schedules. Tomorrow I am getting on a plane to head to Brazil. In case you’ve been keeping track, that will be the 6th continent I’ve competed on this season. That was never the plan…but here I am. Brazil was always a meet I had wanted to go to, but they wouldn’t confirm me. Not until I landed back in the states on Sunday from Japan did I get the green light for my trip to South America. So I spent the next two days in Los Angeles talking my way into a Brazilian visa they swore would take 10 days to get.

I am really looking forward to this trip because it will be some amazing competition (Olympic Champion anyone?), as well as a country I’ve never visited before and really want to. At times I feel overwhelmed and stressed with all the changes of plans, hectic travel, rigorous schedule, and such. But at the end of the day I know it’s a blessing. I trust that things are working out exactly how they should. I believe that because I believe in Him. It’s as simple as that, really. In the meantime, God can continue to chuckle on my behalf.