Editor’s Note: This post was delayed by Plan G (God’s Plan) stuck on repeat.
We had a number of experiences this past week that acted as reminders that we are most definitely not in control of what happens in life. The experiences ran the gambit of good to not-so-great (we refuse to say bad in our household because we try to be positive), ranging from a few minutes to hours in length, happening under both clear and cloudy skies (literally and figuratively), and appeared burdens to welcome blessings. That said, we are thankful we lived (and we do mean lived) through it all AND can write about it with the hope of helping others in similar situations. The best part about this past week was it offered both a great title and good content for this week’s post.
“To help us meet and bear reality, the prophets say, mourn privately and lament publicly…Feel the surge of divine grief, the groaning of the Holy Spirit deep within you, and let those groans of loss become the groans of labor so a better world can be born from our failure, beginning with a better you who is still capable of seeing, and feeling, and meeting all the reality we can bear.” –Brian McLaren
Theme of the Week: Plan G!
Our theme of the week started Sunday morning. I had to work, which meant a change in routine and shuffling of activities. Our plan was to get up early to watch Heart of the Nation mass on YouTube before I left for work. Well, that plan fell apart when I woke up feeling sick and had to go back to bed for a little while before getting ready for work. Though still not feeling great, I made it through my shift, was about to leave, but got stuck with a customer who needed my help. This was not what I had in mind, but obviously God was making it clear what was on His mind was what mattered that day.
Okay. Fine. I’ll do whatever is asked or needed, but please let me go home soon…
Thankfully, I did make it home, albeit a half hour later than hoped. The dogs and I did our normal walk and feeding routine later than normal, which was fine with them and me. Then the phone rang with a call that took more than a few minutes, which delayed things more. Then the heavens opened up and it POURED rain and thunder clapped and it got very dark outside, earlier than normal. The conditions meant I would not be able to run or bike outdoors like normal. Crap.
Okay, Plan G it is. Skip the run, which was probably a good thing since I did not feel great. Bike inside on the exercise bike, which is not a preferred method, but better than nothing.
So, we went with Plan G, but realized no run outside would mean no good way to clear my head, which in turn meant not being able to write our normal Sunday thoughts to friends (Sunday thoughts usually entail a poem with pictures taken along my run and an inspirational message based on the experience). Crap.
Okay. Plan G. We get it. Now we need to embrace it, which may be asking a bit much than our patience can tolerate right about now, but fine.
This is how the rest of the evening went for us. We never did get to watch Heart of the Nation on YouTube, so my hope was that I could attain a special mass on Tuesday that was to be held at our church. I did get to run and bike after work on Monday, so we did our Sunday thoughts as a delayed message to friends, which turned out to be a good thing, especially for our friends.
Tuesday, I was off work and had planned to do some quick errands in the morning, visit my aunt in the afternoon, and attend mass at night. Nope. Think again. Yep, you guessed it. Plan G prevailed.
We started out just fine, but delays during errand running pushed things back, which put us in a bit of a time crunch. We had some flexibility built into our plan, so we did not sweat it. Then the visit with my aunt turned into a much longer event, which was a very good thing, a blessing in disguise for all involved parties. Not only did I get to visit my aunt, but also my cousin. We talked about all kinds of things, including how God works and how we do and do not see His plan or ways. We took my aunt for a doctor appointment, shared a meal together, and enjoyed the time together. Since this took longer than planned, I never did make it to the special mass on Tuesday. I prayed God would forgive me and we moved on to Wednesday.
Wednesday started off just fine, but things fell apart with an array of issues at work, at home, and even in my mind. Wrestling internally did not make things any better, so I took to running and biking and trying to fit in chores and other responsibilities along the way. In the along the way, we encountered a number of people with issues or needs, so we did our best to accommodate and help.
Long story short, this way how our week went. Every. Single. Day.
“Well, kids (that’s what I call Leo and Lena collectively), guess we are in Plan G stuck on repeat,” I said.
“I come out to these solitudes, where the problem of existence is simplified. I get away a mile or two from the town into the stillness and solitude of nature….I see out and around myself. This is what I go out to seek. It is as if I always met in those places some grand, serene, immortal, infinitely encouraging—though invisible—companion, and walked with him.” –Henry David Thoreau
Lesson of the Week: It’s Okay, Really
Our lesson of the week is a tag along to our Plan G theme. As each day unraveled its blessings and trials and tribulations (which are really blessings in disguise meant to strengthen us for our journey in life), we managed to find a sense of acceptance. This is where God wants us. We can question it, but we may or may not always find or get an answer. This is normal and it is okay. We can fight it, but we may or may not obtain a sense of winning or losing. This is normal and it is okay. We can have feelings about it, but may or may not find solutions or resolutions. This is normal and it is okay.
But what makes this normal and okay?
What makes this normal and okay is that we are humans, created in God’s image. We are a work in progress on any given day, a seed that sprouts and grows and bears fruit and dies and produces more seed. We are on a journey, a set of paths that cross those of others of which the experience is part of God’s love and plan for us.
But why does it sometimes feel like our efforts are never enough?
Our efforts are only never enough in our own minds, not in the eyes of God. Our efforts are what lead us to God (whether we realize it or not) and what keep us moving along the journey. Yes, we may make mistakes, but those mistakes are not meant to define us. We may get lost, but it is in getting lost that we can be found (usually by God in some form). The effort is part of life, part that we must experience individually but not alone in the grand scheme.
So, what is it that we need to do?
Live life. It’s that simple. Live the moments. Let time guide you. Walk with faith. Trust God. That is what living life means. Don’t turn it into a complexity or become paralyzed in your own mind. Live life.
“Progress requires unlearning. Becoming the vest version of yourself requires you to continuously edit your beliefs, and to upgrade and expand your identity.” –James Clear
Science Lesson of the Week: Blossoms and Seeds
Our science lesson of the week came as we noticed the many different shapes of the blossoms on the trees, shrubs, flowers, and bulbs in our area. Blossoms have a variety flower petals. Some three, others four, still others five or more petals. Some are upside down or trumpet shaped while others are flat or upright. However, all blossoms have a similar general structure made up of concentric rings of sepals, petals, and stamens with one or more pistils at the center.
Sepals protect the bud and its contents until the flower opens. Petals are collectively known as a corolla, and their colors serve as guides for insects and other pollinators. Stamens are the threadlike stalks that support anthers, which produce pollen.
All flowers bear fruit or seeds (though the fruit and seeds may or may not be fit for consumption or food). The job of the flower is to bear the fruit or seed so that the life cycle may continue. In order to grow, the flowers need water and light. Though they appear to not work on the surface, many chemical reactions take place within the flower structure to support life of future generations.
Like the blossoms on the trees, we also have a variety of appearances and characteristics. We, too, have a purpose of bearing fruit in different ways and producing seeds to support future generations. All this is made possible by Plan G.
“If you are able to overcome yourself…your mind, your body, you will be capable of accomplishing and doing great things.” –John Haskins
Sight of the Week: White Blossoms Beams
Our sight of the week was a bush with many white flowers. The flowers had hair-like, very thin stalks that captured the rain drops in a grand beauty. The blossoms came out overnight, after a rain shower and very warm morning temperatures. The white flowers were multiflora roses. They were growing in amongst a path of forsythia along the road. Seeing how the two different but similar shrubs were growing together offered a good reminder of how we often are asked by God to work and grow with others in our lives.
“Somewhere along the way we must learn that there is nothing greater than to do something for others.” –Martin Luther King Jr.
May we come to see our lives as part of a greater plan, part of a community, part of an ever-evolving story called life. May we learn along the way to recognize the many blessings offered to us and through us, all thanks to Plan G stuck on repeat.
Plan G Stuck on Repeat
Start the day, no wait,
Stop to pray, now go this way,
Seek and find,
Look to Me to help find
The path and the lesson
Just in case you have started forgetting
That I alone am in control,
I am a home for your soul,
All you have to understand you see
Is Plan G stuck on repeat.
Look to the heavens and the skies
See the seven days go by
Of the week and stop reflect
Before putting your feet into the next;
See the blossoms on the plants,
See every offer of My hands,
See the deer and the dove,
Have no fear of My love,
For I am here for you
To calm the fears you go though,
Which, by the way, are part of My love for thee,
Part of Plan G stuck on repeat.
Hear the cricket and the bird
In the thickets and above the earth,
Feel the wind and smell the rose,
As you begin to grow,
Take one step at a time,
Never forget that you are Mine,
In My arms you can come
When you don’t understand My love
And in the end, all will be made well,
Yes, My friend, I am here to help,
For you mean so much to Me
And are part of Plan G stuck on repeat
-Lisa A. Wisniewski
A Note of Thanks
Our thanks this week goes out to my late dog, Bo, who passed away rather young. His life and his lesson to me was about my limitations and how Plan G prevails every time. Thanks for teaching me well in your short time on earth, buddy!
-Lisa, Leo, and Lena