One beautiful summer’s day
I take a detour
to I cycle home past Derryvolgie chapel
where I spend some time in prayer.

The sun streams in
through a stained glass window
projecting a myriad of colours
onto the floor beside the altar.
Outside,
cars and lorries rush past.
Inside,
there is peace.

As I savour the stillness in the chapel
and in my soul
I find myself focusing on a conviction
that has been forming gradually in my mind
all day long.
I have a sense
that My God has Plans for me,
not just tiny, insignificant,
unimportant plans.
I sense Plans …
… with a capital “P”!

Today,
My God is calling me,
asking me to live my life for Him,
asking me to make a commitment to Him.
What can I say?
I answer, “Of course!”

As I continue my cycle home
I find myself shaking my head,
puzzled by the strange taste shown by My God
in choosing me.
As I cycle along
I realise that My God does have strange taste
because he has chosen each one of us
for a very good reason –
My God has Plans (with a capital “P”)
for every single one of us!

© Claire Murray, 9th July 2014