"Putting my plans in God's hands" actually has some background to it. When I graduated from high school, we prayed that it would be obvious where I should go to college. I got into Harvard, and no where else particularly prestigious; we took that as I sign that I was supposed to go there. I was absolutely miserable there, but stayed because I thought God would be furious if I left. I finally left anyway on the brink of suicide. Since "making my own plans", I have gotten over the depression almost completely, but I still feel sometimes like I ought to be back there. You can see why I'm a bit nervous about letting God run my life!