Last night, I watched Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest with my sister-in-law. It reminded me how thankful I am that my life’s course is not determined by the capriciousness of my heart’s desires (or of others’ heart’s desires), but by the sovereign design of a loving God.
Today I’m thankful…
…that unlike Jack Sparrow’s compass, my compass does not change directions according to my heart’s whim.
…that I can always find true north in the cross of Christ: the finished work of God on my behalf.
… that “a man’s heart plans his way, but the LORD directs his steps.” (Proverbs 16:9)
…that God “know[s] the thoughts that [He] think[s] toward me…thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give [me] a future and a hope.” (Jeremiah 29:11)
…that “My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” (Psalm 73:26)
I am thankful that my story is not authorless, subject to the whims of fate.
I am thankful that my story is not authored by man, subject to his favor or displeasure.
I am thankful that my story is not authored by myself, subject to my heart’s wild gyrations.
I am thankful that my story is authored by God, subject to His eternal, unchangeable, holy, and good will.
