He Maketh No Mistake.

Lately, things have been a tad overwhelming. Things are changing, school is hectic, and youth conference is this weekend. My semester finally picked up right after I got back from spring break, and it all happened all at once. I took a little walk tonight to visit the bf at work, and did a lot of praying and thinking. As I prayed for myself and for the people in my life, I realized how blessed I was. I realized the fact that I have so many great people in my life, and even though things suck sometimes, He ALWAYS shows me that he works all things together for my good. Nothing that I do in life can affect the plan that God has for me. He knows my every step - every hair on my head and every breath that I take. Even though things are still hard, I'm still stressed, and now more than ever I'm ready to be home for Easter break in 7 days (not like I'm counting or anything) - I know that no matter what, he has a plan for me. A good, and perfect plan. I may not see that tomorrow, or in a month, or even a year down the road. But I know that if I give him everything and if I trust him with every single part of my life, He will do what's best for me. He'll never give me more than I can handle...even when I think that I can't. When I do go through hard times, he'll ALWAYS give me a way to stand up under it.

As I was walking tonight, I remembered a poem that my great-grandfather, A.M. Overton, wrote many years ago that has been a constant encouragement to me. That's how I'll end this post...and I hope that it encourages you as much as it has me.

"He Maketh No Mistake" By: A.M. Overton

My Father’s way may twist and turn,

My heart may throb and ache,

But in my soul I’m glad I know,

He maketh no mistake.

My cherished plans may go astray,

My hopes may fade away,

But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead

For He doth know the way.

Tho’ night be dark and it may seem

That day will never break;

I’ll pin my faith, my all in Him,

He maketh no mistake.

There’s so much now I cannot see,

My eyesight’s far too dim;

But come what may, I’ll simply trust

And leave it all to Him.

For by and by the mist will lift

And plain it all He’ll make.

Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,

He made not one mistake.