A Promise

I'm scared. I don't know what the future will hold and it sucks. I'm very much the type of person who needs to have things planned out, schedules written down and a step-by-step process with important things like my life. Not knowing what my life will consist of once I graduate college (heck, not knowing what will happen tomorrow) scares me. I don't like it. It makes me uncomfortable. I know that God has a plan for me, but what if I screw it up? That can happen. I can choose a plan other than God's plan to prosper me and give me hope. I have free will. What if I somehow screw it all up?

Then today I was reminded of a story. There was this really great, awesome man of God. God actually straight up told this guy how awesomely great his life was going to be and how everyone was going to remember him. And you know what he did? He went and slept with a woman who wasn't his wife and had her husband killed. King David, a man after God's own heart, a man who could see prosperity, who had everything he needed, took more than was his to take. But here is the cool part; God forgave him and still worked his plan through David. David messed up. He turned from God's promises, but God didn't turn from David.

God has given me a promise too. He has promised to give me a future, a promise to prosper me and not to harm me. A promise for hope. I might stray, although I pray that I stay on course. Either way, God's promise is good. God is good. And I need never fear.