I’ve always wanted to post something ambiguous like “O no – I don’t
need this now!” on Facebook and see the responses – “How should we pray”, Do
you need help” Should I bake cookies?”
(Yes, please do – chocolate chip!).
But I’m an introvert so I tend to be somewhat reserved when sharing things.
Now before I go further, I have a confession to make – I like
to listen to Yanni when I run – and when I’m on the treadmill sometimes at loud
volume. I dunno, I enjoy the upbeat
instrumentals that seems to be in sync with my running rhythm and allows my mind
to relax and think. So why do I share that (remember, I’m a introvert)? This blog has a running theme so I had to
get running in it – but also, Yanni, on one of his concert CDs said that he doesn't write songs in the middle of a problem.
He waits till afterwards to write about the learning that took place (OK,
most of his stuff is instrumental so I’m not sure how that works, but…). When I’m in the midst of a problem, I’m not
me (like being hungry on a Snicker’s commercial). I can be frustrated, angry, self-centered. I don’t have the proper perspective. If I write something, I’ll probably regret
it. But afterwards, if I allow, I begin
to see God in all of it. Maybe not
fully, but enough to know He is still in control.
The day before we were to leave I couldn’t get myself out of
bed. My fever reached 102. I couldn’t stop coughing. I was out.
All week long I felt something coming, I hoped it would go away in time,
I PRAYED it would go away in time. It
didn’t. Florida trip – gone. Lots of non-refundables – gone. Why?
To say we were disappointed, well I already used the word
understatement.
Not much later, I swallowed a gold crown – yes – swallowed. Swallowing it was bad enough, paying to
replace it was even worse. That followed
by a flat tire – and more recently discovering that our pool liner didn't fare
the winter well and may need replaced.
So why did all this happen?
Where is God in all this – I mean why wouldn't He want me and Karyn to
get away to spend time together? Why all
the unexpected expenses? Here’s some
thoughts, maybe you’ve heard them before.
1.
God’s ways
our higher than our ways. You've heard
this before. God must have a good reason
that we don’t see yet (but we will when we get to heaven, right?).
2.
We didn’t seek God properly in planning the
trip. Maybe it wasn't His will for us to
go. We should have spent more time in
prayer. Did we really have a peace about
it? But then, how many people plan
things all the time apart from God and succeed?
3.
We live in a fallen world, things just happen.
This is all a result of Adam and Eve’s sin.
Well bad things really aren't a respecter of persons. Stuff happens – and not always at the
opportune time. No matter how hard we
plan, people are going to get sick, weather is going to turn bad and other bad
things are going to happen.
And that may just be the reason. We are cautioned in the Bible about not
putting too much faith in our plans. We
don’t know what tomorrow may hold. And
we need to move on. Our disappointments were
big – but doesn’t compare to a lot of other disappointments. A true disappointment is a life apart from a
relationship with Christ.
As I've run many races I've realized that some days you may
feel like you’re flying on air and other days you feel like you should have
stayed home. And most of the time you
don’t realize which feeling you’ll get until after you have started. I've learned to enjoy the good runs and not
give up because of a bad run. Yes, there
is disappointment – but that is never a reason to quit. Greater joys and yes, disappointments, are
still to follow.
What about the missionaries who spend years overseas, at the
cost of their health and maybe the lives of family members, only to see very
little success? Did they plan wrong, did
they not fully understand God’s will? Or possibly, they are smack dab in the
center of it, growing in their relationship with Christ, with their eyes on the
prize, and a reward of “Well done good and faithful servant!”
So we may never know the reason why our anniversary plans fell
apart, or why all the other stuff happened.
We will get over the disappointment.
We are still married (30 + years!) and our relationship with each other
and with Christ is strong! And we will still race toward the prize!
Run on!
I lift my
eye to the hills. From where does my
help come from? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
Psalm
121:1-2
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