I am a planner. Even if I have change the plan a dozen times, I still like to plan.
Frankly, it is a control issue. My issue.
And I have been forced to learn the lesson of letting go of my plans over and over. Especially here. Especially being married to a Marine.
The Marine Corps has a frustrating habit of turning my plans upside-down and switching things around at the absolute last-minute. It can easily become something for me to be bitter over.
That is when I have to stop and go to my knees. I have no reason to fear my future, or let the Marine Corps' lack of planning rob me of joy in my life. My God is bigger than that.
I still have a lot of learning before I am to the laughing point, though.