Backyard Camping

Hey hey,
    We, as a human race, tend to plan things very meticulously. When is it, where is it, who's going to be there, how long, what food, and on and on. Rarely we just accept things as the present themselves. Honestly, that's my favorite thing to do. It's not always a fun experience, sometimes it fails horribly and all you can do is learn from it.
But this weekend was the biggest success in a very long time. My best friend turned 18. All we had planned was that we'd all meet up at her house (all four of us, it's a small friend group). After that we just did whatever sounded good. We talked for hours and forgot about dinner so it wasn't untill about 8:30 Tha we finally left to get food. We told her she could go anywhere she wanted. She could've picked J. Alexander for all we cared but she chose Stake N Shake. We were the only ones there minus one other small family. We finished close to 9:30. Over dinner we reminisced on old memories of the years past. When we were all in 8th grade we decided we would camp in her backyard, but never actually did it.
So, six years later we went to Walmart at 10 o'clock at night and bought a two person tent. We set it up and chucked all the blankets we could find into it, and squeezed all four of us in. We went to bed early that night. It was cold and very dark, but we got close and drifted off. We woke up and went out to breakfast. The rest of the day was spent watching Grey's Anatomy.
We didn't plan this. We thought we were going to have pizza and chill, but we did so much more. More often then not we plan out every detail of our lives. We forget that there is already a plan, a perfect plan, made for us by a perfect God. Take all the adventures that God gives you because even if they're not what you had in mind He knows better.

Truly,
  Abby

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