For the past few days every time I turn on the radio, whether it be in the house, in the office or in the truck, I hear the Swedish House Mafia song "Don't You Worry Child". I never hear the whole song; usually only the chorus.
"My father said,
"Don't you worry, don't you worry, child
See heaven's got a plan for you"
It is easy to see that the plan I had for myself and the plan that God has for are not the same. I wanted to be married by 24 and I have my first child by 26. Instead, I was married at 29, and at 31, I am still barren.