Life has a tendency to be... Well, a lot. Life is a lot. And in my finiteness my hands are too small to take it all by the horns. Some days I think that I just might have gotten a good grip, but then here comes a curveball from what seems to be somewhere out in left field. You swing. You miss. And for a split second you're only a little upset... Until you realize that it didn't miss you. I wasn't expecting that one. And yet, you'd think that I ought to have seen it coming. Shame on me for leaving my eternal pessimism at home for the day. I could've saved myself a pretty big headache if I'd only continued refusing to feel anything.
But then... I would have missed out on an awful lot if I'd done that...
Disappointment never has "good timing" but good things can come unexpected too.
I've found the love of my life. Or rather, he found me. Or God found us. But here we are, only 81 more days until we are to be married.
Joy is found in the present, if only one can look beyond the circumstances to the faithfulness of the one that made them just as they are. And even in the happiest of moments there is something much greater going on. Remember- I am too finite to take the horns in my own hands and yet here I am, seated as if in the middle between the good and the evil of life, not having been mauled to death by either. God knows, if He had not given me the good then perhaps I would not have been encouraged to face the evil. And without the evil, perhaps I would not be grateful for the good.
I am responsible for neither. He is God over all. He ordained the good and the evil to accomplish His divine and wonderfully glorious purposes. And that is where I can rest- in the comfort of the sovereignty of my Father in heaven and so also in the arms of my beloved whom He has given to me in His wonderful kindness and mercy.
Besides- I am finite, remember? And so I'm sure that God knew that I would have struck out if I had continued to play :-P
