Headed to an early morning meeting, I anticipated challenges and distractions that may lie ahead. I’ve faced them before and when not prepared, failed miserably.
Arriving, I found the greatest threat had been called away to put out a fire across town (or cause one).
I took a breath, grateful, maybe even a little disappointed because I thought I was ready.
But how random was the random call that pulled them away? More than likely, I wasn’t as prepared as I needed to be. Thank you, Jesus.
On a random Tuesday, like any other Tuesday, I went to my usual breakfast/bible study spot. An older couple came in. Their usual table, their usual breakfast. I hadn’t seen them in a year or so, and I knew their health had been failing, so seeing them lifted my spirits.
On a random Tuesday, perhaps they got up and decided it was a good day to go out for breakfast.
I was running behind due to random traffic and randomly spending a few extra minutes in a hot shower, but there we were.
Conversation was good. Good for me. Hopefully good for them too.
But how random was all the random that led us there at the same time?
How much random do we see as random when it’s really not random, but the Hand of God?
How much random gets moved out of the way before we randomly get where we’re going?
Then there are other randoms.
COVID randomly took one and not the other.
Cancer seems to act the same way.
Brokenness strikes without warning and lingers without reason.
When and how the Lord heals such things may feel random too, but
HE is not random.
His Love for us is not random.
His Grace is not random.
His Sacrifice was not random.
The Truth is not random.
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. Romans 8:28
Our affections vary.
God does not.
Our patience fails.
God does not.
There is purpose in all He leads us to and through.
Though we don’t understand,
God asks us to trust.
Not too comforting in the middle of it,
But we don’t know how far He’s carried us to this point.
One day we will look back and see that all the random was not truly random.
Just God placing the pieces.
His plan.
His time.
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