Hello everyone!
Having a great spring break? I know I am, even though there was a sharp turn in events this week.
I have been constantly reminded these past few days that I need to put everything in God's hands.
Here's what happened...
Since last fall, my family and I have been looking forward to traveling up to the Carpathian Mountains this spring for a missionary conference. We couldn't wait to see all of our wonderful missionary friends! Everyone was day-dreaming about skiing in the thick snow, hiking in the mountains, and sledding down the steep, white hills.The date was getting closer and closer. I could hardly sleep from all the excitement! It got down to the last few days and I was practically counting the hours. All of my necessities were packed the day before and I was completely prepared, but when we looked at the weather reports, things started to get scary. Nothing but blizzards was the forecast. How could we possibly drive in conditions like this? There was still a small grain of hope that we might just be able to go if the weather cleared up the next day. I prayed as hard as I could. I prayed that we would be able to make it to the mountains and that we would all be safe on the trip. I finally stopped and realized what I was doing. Why am I praying, "Lord, give us this, give us that. Let this trip happen."? No, this was not right. I quickly changed my words.
Having a great spring break? I know I am, even though there was a sharp turn in events this week.
I have been constantly reminded these past few days that I need to put everything in God's hands.
Here's what happened...
Since last fall, my family and I have been looking forward to traveling up to the Carpathian Mountains this spring for a missionary conference. We couldn't wait to see all of our wonderful missionary friends! Everyone was day-dreaming about skiing in the thick snow, hiking in the mountains, and sledding down the steep, white hills.The date was getting closer and closer. I could hardly sleep from all the excitement! It got down to the last few days and I was practically counting the hours. All of my necessities were packed the day before and I was completely prepared, but when we looked at the weather reports, things started to get scary. Nothing but blizzards was the forecast. How could we possibly drive in conditions like this? There was still a small grain of hope that we might just be able to go if the weather cleared up the next day. I prayed as hard as I could. I prayed that we would be able to make it to the mountains and that we would all be safe on the trip. I finally stopped and realized what I was doing. Why am I praying, "Lord, give us this, give us that. Let this trip happen."? No, this was not right. I quickly changed my words.
"Jesus, I know you have a perfect plan laid out for this event. I'm putting everything in Your Hands. If it doesn't work out, teach me not to be disappointed. I love you."
Whatever happened, I knew that God would handle it all.
The next evening my mother told everyone, "Okay, unpack your bags." I was obviously very sad that I would not get the chance to go on this wonderful trip! Last night I remembered to thank God for his perfect plans, even if they didn't work out the way I would have liked. But what am I compared to the almighty Creator? We tend to forget to thank Him when we don't get our way, but it's always for the best that God makes certain things happen.
Thank you, Lord!
~Naomi