When I was 12 years old I walked into my grandpa’s bedroom to call him for dinner. He lived with us. I never expected that this would be the last time I would see him alive. As he stood to join us for dinner he collapsed to the floor. He died that day of a massive stroke. My best friend was gone.
Last year I never expected to break my wrist when I got out of bed in the wee hours one morning. Stumbling in the dark I tripped over a box at the end of our bed. My day and the months to follow took a sudden turn.
And when I was 25 years old I never expected to find myself in an abortion clinic. I also didn’t expect the painful aftermath that would follow me for years.
Sometimes life throws us a curve. Sometimes the “unexpected” rocks our world. It often changes the trajectory of our life and transforms us forever.
In all these situations my world was more than rocked. They were tough times for me. Many times I would look for others to “fix“ me. My expectations were seldom met. That’s often what we do, in our desperation we look to our loved ones to meet our needs and mend our hearts. Even their best efforts are rarely enough. But by God’s Grace and His precious Mercy, I made it through those seasons.
When my Grandpa died, God was the one that revealed to me that grief was good and it was necessary. He said it is a reminder of the love we shared, and love lasts forever. Looking back, I would never exchange the sadness and grief for the priceless years of love and laughter I shared with my grandpa.
My broken wrist “forced” me into a time of solitude. I had to learn to sit still. And in this sweet time, God revealed His presence in a whole new way. I learn to be still and embrace this time as a gift. God gave me a revelation and reminder of what is really important in life. I learn to experience the “Presence of God”!
And after the abortion, again God showed up; this time with love and compassion. My need for a Savior became very real. I was lost and so broken. He is the one that put the pieces back together. He was the only one who could take my pain and turned it into purpose and passion. Through it all, God brought me joy! I still stand in awe of how that could happen.
Life is full of “unexpected" moments. Whether it’s an attack of the flu on Christmas morning, a flat tire on the way to work, or the excruciating pain of sudden loss, God is there. He is the Rock that never moves. Living through the unexpected allows us to trust God. It strengthens our faith and often brings us to our knees. It always draws closer to our heavenly Father and that is just what God wants.
I’ve learned to expect the unexpected. I’ve also learned that I can always expect God to be there. He is faithful.