A good God plans everything. Everything.
So a good God can only make plans for good.
-- Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts, page 88.
Hard things happen every day. Actually, every second. Many times we get so wrapped up in our own lives that we lose sight of that until something happens that affects us. Jars us. Refocuses us.
My sweet pup, Stella, chased her last car last night. By the grieving in our household you would have thought the world was coming to an end.
Oh, the unexpected. Oh, how it carries that heavy question of, "what if?" with it. That question that you know you can never really answer. But, somehow it always manages to pop in and leave a little package of regret.
"What if I have fed her a little sooner and she was inside eating instead of chasing that car?"
"What if we had not taken our trash cans out and let our neighbor do it like she normally does?"
But, she wasn't interested in her food.
But, we did decide to take the trash cans out early for some reason.
Some reason. Hmm. Some plan. Unexpected, yes. But, some plan.
Things happen. Many times things we can't and didn't predict. We don't know how the cookie is going to crumble before it crumbles. And maybe that's better. Because if we had crumbled it a certain way, the next crumble wouldn't have happened. Yes.Yes, it needed to crumble that way. That crumble hurt, but now I see. Or maybe even I still don't see, but I trust.
Trust is actually a much easier thing to grab hold of than doubt and fear. Trust makes you FREE. It reminds us that we are not in control, and that is GOOD. Heaven only knows what would become of us if we were in control. Good. Yes, good plans.
And yes, I am aware she was a dog. But, that doesn't make the plans any less of a plan. Or the joy she gave us any less joyfull.
Surely, just as I have intended so it has happened.
Just as I have planned, so it will stand.
-Jenn, the Cortiers blogger