I had the pleasure of taking photos of a little dancer the other day.
We arranged to take the photos at a beautiful garden where I've taken photos several times.
I arrived early to sign the form I've signed before in which I agree to abide by the rules of the garden.
Well, they quickly told me I couldn't take photographs if I didn't have a reservation and fill out all the proper paper work and get approval which usually takes about a week!
The little girl was arriving in 10 minutes and I was sweating! I did my best to beg and plead with them, saying I've taking photos here several times before and never had a problem, but they told me their policies had changed and there was no way I could take photos that day.
They suggested we go to a nearby park.
Just then the little dancer arrived and I ran out to meet them before a staff member grabbed them.
Too late! A staff member was already telling them we couldn't do any photographs today.
Feeling horrible, knowing I should have called ahead, I smiled and said,
"I know where the park is, let's head over there."
In my car on the way to the Plan B location, I was feeling so horrible and irresponsible. I really should have called ahead. My mind quickly went to blaming the staff and I began crafting my speech to the Mom of the little dancer why it was their fault that we couldn't take photos at the garden.
I knew I needed to own the mistake and realized that my attitude would dictate the next hour.
Was I going to complain and regret that we weren't at the garden?
Then I heard the words of my friend who once told me, "Sometimes our Plan B is really God's Plan A."
"Lord, please bless this time and let these photos be glorifying to you."
What if the park is a better location?
I'm so reluctant to be redirected in my plans.
Plan A is always best in my mind.
But what if my Plan B is really God's Plan A?
See you Monday for a Yummy Summer post!