Is my life really summed up by an excel file?

As I anxiously await the beauty of a finished pages of the spreadsheet I worked on until the wee hours of the night last night; I find that yet again, technology is not my friend this morning.  It will NOT print!  This spreadsheet holds the culmination of interest surveys that were completed by women who attend my church.  It covers what interests they would have in certain programs and where their greatest needs are as well.  It is a tool that will help the 5 other women and me who are on our Women's Ministry team develop relevant programs for these women; to make the program about them and not just a stab in the dark as we try to serve them. 

I find it ironic that as I work on such, I feel all the more discomfort in the selections I have chosen when the decisions of my life have come to that inevitable "T" in the road.  Why is it that we so often choose to take the route that leads to pain?  The route that takes us entirely away from where we know true happiness is found?  What if we just STOPPED and took the path that would perhaps not be all that comfortable, but would lead us to find true comfort amidst the discomfort. 

I have been told and believe it is quite true, that we feel this discomfort because God is not ever going to let us be satisfied with our status quo.  Our ability to make a nest and settle in for the winter, so to say.  He is continually allowing this discomfort and unease to peak. It is His best tool at getting us up and moving.  To meditate on Him.  He would actually love it if we could be quiet enough for long enough to shut out the noise of this life and hear what He is prompting and prodding us to do. 

Why do we not listen?  I think we forget the universe is not ours. We 'think' we know best.  I mean....certainly we can each create a universe.....right?  Or if not....and the last time I checked...not a soul I have ever had the pleasure to encounter has ever struck up their own tangible universe....why do we act like we are lone rangers on this path of life. 

When will I stop living for something other than what I should?  When will you do the same?  What would it look like if we each lived to fulfill the precise spot in life that only we, as we were intended to do so, took upon ourselves?

So much for my thoughts this Sunday morn.  I give....you win Excel.  I could care less about your silly self.  I'll just present my findings off of my iPad or laptop.  Whichever product decides to be kind to me today.

Cheers from Missouri!