Just a quick thought for today. Probably the only thought I'll have for the year ;)
Trust God.
Sometimes I feel like God’s favorite child even though my life isn’t
perfect. Things go wrong every day, there’s always
something I could complain about, and there's so much left I wish I had figured out.
It’s when I look back at what I’ve been through that I feel
like God’s favorite. Not because everything has gone according to my plan, but
largely because it hasn’t.
I went through a phase about a year ago where I was angry,
sad, lonely, confused, and hopeless. I cried out to Heavenly Father (quite literally) demanding
His help—demanding that he reward me for my faith in Him and save me from my pit of despair. Probably not the best
way to speak with Him, but that’s where I was. And He did help. He guided
others to reach out to me at opportune times. He enabled me to provide for myself immediately after losing my job, and continues sweeten the deal in unexpected ways.
He inspired me to do things that would help me overcome much of my weakness that was keeping me down. Steadily, I regained confidence. I
regained purpose. I regained hope.
I had felt like He had removed every good thing from my
life, but looking back, everything I have now is so much better than what I could
have planned for myself. Yet, I couldn't be where I am without going through every miserable part of what I experienced a year ago.
This is not an isolated experience, but it's incredibly easy to forget how regularly He pulls through for us--especially when we're stuck in a dark place.
If your life isn’t okay, hang on. Just keep doing what you’re
supposed to do—God keeps his promises. Always.
For more on the topic check out Eva Witesman's "A Future Only God Could See for You"
and
Aimee Robbin's "When Life Doesn't Go According to Plan"
