Most days are predictable, mundane, routine. I know what I’m doing and I make it happen. Other days, I feel like I’m trudging into a deep fog, slogging through mud, and trying to avoid the obstacles. Everything goes wrong and nothing comes easy. Do you ever have one of those days?
And then there are those marvelous days where I’m equally out of control but every turn seems to be exactly where God wants me to be. It’s like being on Aladdin’s magic carpet, yet it is the winds of God’s spirit the carry me to places He wants me to see. Each of his planned stops is timed more perfectly than a fine Swiss watch piece.