The old pink and green couches are gone. In with the new leather couch and cute little target chairs.
Out with the old rack and pinion steering system on our ten year 180,000 mile old van. In with the new one, followed soon by the timing belt and quite possibly (as a result) a newer minivan. Out with that pesky amount of money that didn't have a known purpose before.
Out with the old vacation plan of Europe or Wine Country or Canada and in with the new, as yet unknown, vacation plan (or not).
Out with "I plan to...." and in with "God's plan is....". It's guaranteed to be bettter so why does it come as such a shock to learn my plan isn't the same as his?
