Life is full of so many surprises.
Some are good surprises and some are not. Some are not even surprises at all, but are just things that we knew were coming without knowing when they would arrive.
Like, two days ago I found out that I won’t be doing that job I spoke about in my last post any more. It has disappeared. It floated away on the tide of company reductions. The strange thing is that I’m still employed there, but I have no job to do. How will it work? That is another surprise on the horizon I suppose.
I could honestly say that I love surprises. Like when my husband and best friend got together and planned a surprise party for me for my 30th birthday.
Well, I like good surprises, anyway. Other kinds of them can give me anxiety or send me into a sheer panic. Such as when my young son was playing on the couch and found a dull pencil, which he fell on and stabbed himself in the forehead, just above his eye (he’s fine, by the way. Only a tiny scar remains…much like the nightmare-shocked feeling of the surprise will remain with me forever).
What about you? How do you feel about good, bad and indifferent surprises? What are your various reactions to situations that arise? Do all surprises cause you to cringe and hide or do you embrace everything with an air of adventure? Maybe you are somewhere in between…
“What gives me the most hope every day is God’s grace; knowing that his grace is going to give me the strength for whatever I face, knowing that nothing is a surprise to God.”