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Ever wish you had a minute, an hour or a day back? Something you did or said that changed your future? Wishing you could pull the time back into your pocket? A moment that made you wonder why it was allowed to happen?
That happened to me three weeks ago. We had been stopped on a trip by a blizzard, but all was well because we had made it safely to a hotel before we were stuck on the highway. A good nights sleep and we were ready to make the rest of the journey. It was an important trip- my second daughter was invited to a big time scholarship interview at the college of her choice.
Walking out of the hotel, I slipped on the ice. One second I was fine, looking forward to the day and considering how to make it as stress-free as possible for daughter #2, the next second I was on the ground in terrible pain. I tore my ACL.
Yesterday I was told I need surgery and that recovery will take months. Wait! I have plans for the summer! I have things to do that matter!
Nope- my knee says. You will do as I need for the next few months.
This is not my plan. Can’t I have that moment back? That step onto the ice? Why do I do things like this to myself?
But for some reason, it is in his plan. I don’t like it, and he probably doesn’t either, but, somehow, it is within his plan for my life.
I don’t know why he let it happen or how he will use it, but I choose to trust him.
He is the loving Father that gives me what I need:
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
He doesn’t let anything in my life go to waste:
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
He takes this pain (and my bad attitude about it) and makes something beautiful:
To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the LORD has planted for his own glory
Yes, things much worse happen to other people, many people are suffering in terrible ways that I am not. But God is not asking me to quash my frustration and disappointment in a game of comparison. He is asking me to trust him during this season. And during the next. And the one after that.
Whether I do it to myself, whether it stems from a sinful choice I make, whether it is something done to me, God can make it beautiful. God can redeem it. God can work it into something that brings him glory. I choose the future that he controls instead of the one that I “plan.” His plan is always better anyway.
(And yes, my daughter got the scholarship, in case you are wondering. I am a proud mom!)