Sometimes, when God is writing the storyline of your life, He throws a twist in the plot so thick you can barely see through it. The ending you thought was destined to happen suddenly seems impossible and it feels as if the only certainty is surprise. There He goes, thickening the plot and shaking things up!
I’ve always been one to raise my hand for adventure… But this? This was supposed to be where I’d live my happy ending!
I guess He writes better stories anyway so I should just trust Him already. I mean He did part a couple of seas, feed thousands of people from nothing, create a whole universe with the breath of his voice, close the mouths of lions, took a magic hand and wrote on a wall… Yeah, he’s pretty much got it when it comes to writing stories.
Still, I wonder.
How will you write this into my story, Lord? Don’t forget about me!
On Monday the rumors were confirmed as true. The company my husband works for is relocating their North American corporate sales and marketing headquarters to TEXAS. While it really has no impact on us right now since he works for a regional field office, our sure bet of “all roads lead back to California” folded. It now appears as though all roads lead to Plano, Texas!
How the heck are we supposed to get back to California now?!
Yes, I realize that it’s just a job. One can quit a job and get another and all that. But that is easier said than done, and his job is not one he’d easily walk away from.
As I was taking Maya for a walk that day, I felt a strange sense of ease. Calmness. It was almost as if relief swept over me. I could not understand this for the life of me, since missing California is what I’ve been bitching about ever since we moved here. But there in the parking lot of CVS with my bag of clearance Easter jelly beans I realized God knows and God’s got this. My get out of jail free card is gone and it’s as if God was the one to throw it out the window. No more holding onto that card waiting for the perfect time to use it. He says “I’ve got this, I’m the author and the perfecter and my grace is sufficient.”
Will I let Him keep writing, or take back the pen?
If I trust that God is marching ahead (Judges 4:14) I’ve got to believe this turn of events is purely part of the story. I must lay this at his feet and leave it there, believing He knows.
And so the plot thickens… But what good story doesn’t? May I give Him back the pen that is already His to begin with and wait with expectation.