I'm inconsistent.

However,
I think we all are in our own small ways.

I'm inconsistent when it comes to writing a paper - I get about two or three sentences down then bam, I'm scrolling through my Facebook timeline and clicking on random but absolutely adorable sloth videos.

I'm inconsistent when it comes to drinking a cup of tea or any sort of drink - I take about two or three sips, set it down, and forget about it. I do this with just about any drink, especially soda cans. At get-togethers, I constantly find myself back at the drink cooler, grabbing yet another soda just to have it lost on some coaster-less tabletop or kitchen counter corner.

I'm inconsistent with friends - "Yeah we'll hang out this week" turns into, "Oh wait how about next week" then, "Next month" and before you know it, it's some rehearsed skit of "Wow we should definitely hang out sometime" or, "No you text me, I'll forget" or, "I'm just so busy, but we'll figure it out." I'm guilty of this, as I assume most of us are.

I'm inconsistent when it comes to ideas - I have about 3.980 million ideas currently and always running through my mind. Like an ongoing pendulum (do pendulums ever end?) or a hamster in a wheel, circling over and over again. I get all pumped up over an idea and I'll start it... but then once I place it down, I rarely ever pick it back up.

While I'm inconsistent in several parts of my life and it is definitely an area in my life that I am working on, inconsistency can be positive. It can be good.

What? How?

Well,

just take a look back at your whole entire year, starting way back in January of 2015 (I know, that was long ago, but just bear with me).

What did you expect your daily routine to be roughly one month later, in February? Who did you expect to be speaking to six months later? What did you expect your life to look like, now, when it's one year and three months later?

I can for sure say that from where I was in January of last year, I did not expect my life to be the way it is now.

I've grown the most I have grown in these past 15 inconsistent months than I have ever grown in my whole entire 19 years of breathing on this planet.

1. I've grown physically, when I honestly thought I had stopped growing (and one inch taller to be exact).
2. I've grown mentally (several computer class lessons from over the summer have been permanently engraved into my mind due to the countless amount of hours I spent trying to figure out Excel).
3. I've exponentially grown (I am getting older with every minute that passes).

... But due to my inconsistency and constant search of something - Someone - that is consistent, the place in my life where I have grown the most is in my relationship with the Lord.

Oh no. <--- (That's probably what you're thinking right now.)

Go ahead, click on the back button now and continue scrolling down your Facebook timeline just because that last sentence completely turned you away from this post for many reasons.

But at least read this:

Being inconsistent is okay.

The thing is, my flesh and conscience both think that I need to be as consistent as possible. More specifically, consistent on my own terms.

You see, that's a problem we have. We think we need to be consistent.
But wouldn't consistency be very close to a sense of perfection?

Which does not exist.
Therefore, consistency here on earth, cannot not exist.

This leads to this one, solid fact: That your life is inconsistent.
It's never going to be consistent off of your own rules, no matter how hard you try.
You are never going to be consistent.

Something is always going to show up. Happen. Come out of hiding. Occur. BAM.

Always.

The hour-by-hour planner you spent 59 minutes arranging and decorating with faux calligraphy in different shades of blue ink may have to be scratched over. Over and over and over.

... Now, what if I told you that there can be consistency?
What if I told you a little secret - actually, a pretty huge secret - that there's Someone out there who is 100% consistent?

You see, I have this pretty awesome, amazing, splendorous Friend (those words don't even do Him justice) and He can do just about anything.
He'll never let you go.
Never let you down.
Always be there.
And the list goes on.

But what I have learned this year the most is that HE, the Creator of the skies and the deep blue waters, is for certain 100% consistent.
He, who is God, has a plan for each and every one of us. His ideas ALWAYS goes according to plan - we can't change His agenda, but He can change ours to be consistent with His.

So yeah, life is inconsistent. You're inconsistent. I'm inconsistent. This article might even seem inconsistent (for I have been running on very little sleep).

However, my expectations won't always – and rarely ever do – line up with His expectations and ultimate plan for my life.

The ultimate plan for your life that He specifically created for you in His (Perfect) planner is way better than any planner you can ever arrange (and He isn't using faux calligraphy either).

Because whatever you write is subject to change, but what this Friend of mine writes isn't subject to change. He's constant. His care for you is constant. His love is constant.

While we're inconsistent, He's consistent.

He promises you hope, hope you cannot write down or plan for in your planner. Consistent hope. A hope you can always look forward to.
But you yourself cannot attain this hope on your own.

Because you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow or within the next ten years. Do you even know what is going to happen approximately one minute from now?

He does. He has it in His (perfect) planner. A planner specifically made for you that you didn't have to create. One that fits too well with your inconsistency, yet gives you a consistent hope that you could never ever have planned for.

Because we can't plan everything down and assure that it's going to happen. Even if you write it down in red ink and circle it a million times in your planner or on a sticky note - it's not guaranteed.

We humans are inconsistent. I'm inconsistent. You're inconsistent. And it's okay. God - the real consistent One - has the pen in His hand – and He's writing in legit calligraphy:

"This is why I tell you: Don’t worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Isn’t life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the sky: They don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they? Can any of you add a single cubit to his height by worrying? And why do you worry about clothes? Learn how the wildflowers of the field grow: they don’t labor or spin thread. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was adorned like one of these! If that’s how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and thrown into the furnace tomorrow, won’t He do much more for you—you of little faith? So don’t worry, saying, ‘What will we eat?’ or ‘What will we drink?’ or ‘What will we wear?’ For the idolaters eagerly seek all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be provided for you. Therefore don’t worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Matthew 6:25-34 (HCSB)