Wednesday, October 30, 2013

#22: Plot Twist

#22: Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?

Honestly, I hate this question. And I'm not going to answer it.

Why do I hate this question so much? Because I don't have a 5 year plan. Or a 10 year plan. Or a 15 year plan. And I find it utterly ridiculous when people do. You can't predict the future. And having it all planned out isn't going to help it along. Future plans are like cardboard boxes. If it rains, they'll just get destroyed.

Does this make me irresponsible? No. I don't feel the need to plan out my life because it's no fun that way. Life throws you some curveballs... and you gotta be prepared to just run with it. This is really cliché, but life is gonna throw you some lemons, and you gotta be prepared to make some lemonade. You can't just sit there and cry because you wanted to make orange juice instead. Life didn't throw you oranges, it threw you lemons. You gotta continue on with what was handed to you.

I love the expression: "Wanna hear God laugh? Just tell him your plans."

I believe that God does get a good chuckle from the things you and I plan. Five years ago, I didn't have a clue that I was gonna go to Capernwray in Quebec. I certainly didn't have a clue that I was gonna work on kitchen staff at Cedarwood. (Or be a counselor, that's an even bigger stretch.)

People are always telling you to "never say never", right? Because, apparently, as soon as you say you're never gonna do something, it's pretty likely that you'll end up doing it.

Well, after I quit working at Smitty's I said I'd never work in a kitchen again. Bam. Cedarwood.

I go around telling people that I'm never gonna marry someone with a Mennonite last name. Do you know what? I'm probably going to, just because it seems like that's how it works.

God probably laughs every time I make that comment. "Look see here... Janessa's gonna marry a Reimer. Or a Penner. Or a Plett. Or whatever other extremely Mennonite last name you can think of."

And honestly, I'm okay with that.

I saw this great thing on Pinterest (the ultimate study-procrastination website) last week. It said...

WHEN SOMETHING GOES WRONG IN YOUR LIFE
JUST YELL "PLOT TWIST!"
AND MOVE ON.
 
Good advice, good advice.
 
It's 2 o'clock in the morning, I'm sorry if this made absolutely no sense at all!