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  • Writer's pictureJane Ritzenthaler


T minus 2 days. All systems go. There are still over 100 seats available on my flight to London, which holds 272 passengers. And what, you ask, have I been doing since my last post? Planning. I've devoured Rick Steves' guidebook, developing an itinerary for my 10 days in England. And that itinerary has changed a dozen times, at least. (I think they created "free cancellation" just for me.) But while planning seems like a really positive trait, it can be overdone. Micromanaged. I have to check out of the B&B in Oxford by 10:30, but I can't check into the one in the Cotswolds until 3:00, and the train will take 1/2 an hour to Moreton-in-Marsh and the bus to Stow-on-the-Wold is another 20 minutes plus connecting times, so should I find a place to stash my bag so I can explore a bit more? You get the idea.

Proverbs 16:9 answers my dilemma: We can make our plans, but the Lord determines our steps. Remember that saying, God is my Copilot? But whoever coined that had it backwards. I want God to be the Pilot. That way, I know it will all go exactly as He's planned, and I can relax and enjoy the ride! Another word of wisdom from Proverbs 20:24: The Lord directs our steps, so why try to understand everything along the way?

So friends, please join me virtually on this journey!

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