There are times in my life when I think I have everything figured out.  I think I have everything planned out, yet, at those times, I find myself scared to death because I forget who holds my future.  I am at a place in my life, where I have no idea what lies ahead.  I have no definate plans for my future, but I am at peace, because I know the Lord has a perfect plan for me.  The Lord is constantly challenging me with this concept of Him being in control.  As most of you know, I work at a clinic with two other girls, four days a week.  I was surprised that I even found myself wanting to work there in the first place because I do not like anything medical, but it was in His plan.  Now that we are there regularly, we do not like to leave because we find that after being gone for a period of time, our relationship with some of the workers diminish.  Awhile back, our leaders told us about a trip to Lesotho we were going to go on for two weeks.  It sounded great at first, but the more I thought about it, the more I found myself not wanting to leave the clinic.  I did not want to take away any of the short amount of time I had left with the nurses.  I knew that I needed to get a positive attitude about Lesotho if that is where the Lord wanted us to serve.  After many nights of prayer, I finally came to the realization that maybe the Lord was using this time away to show me that He will still be at work in the clinic even if the three of us are not there. 
It turns out, that Lesotho was not where God wanted us to minister.  We were all planning to leave on Saturday, but after much prayer, our leaders along with the team, felt that the Lord was leading us to stay in Jeffrey's Bay.  Maybe God was using this whole time to teach me that His plans are not always mine.  So now, as the weeks I have left here dwindle down, I find myself resting in the promise of His perfect plan for my life.