I hear that accidents happen in 3’s. I don’t know if this is a proven fact, but I have found myself very fortunate to only be rear ended 2 times in the past couple of months.
Today started like any other day. I woke up, ate a waffle (it was an eggo, sorry, I am not fancy) and drank some coffee all before jumping in the shower and getting ready for work.
The day was beautiful, the sky was blue, the grass was and still is green. I saw today as a day of production, a day where I would dream, a day where I would see God move in amazing ways. I still see that this is something that God is going to do today. He is still going to use me, the day is still beautiful, my dreams are still alive, and HE always works and moves in amazing ways.
Back to my morning. as I walked out the door with a skip in my step, I walked toward my old but energetic car named “Carole” she is a white Toyota Corolla, and even through the slew of accidents I have been in these past couple of months (again, both accidents I was stopped at a red-light and were not my fault and were unpreventable) she has stayed pure and without blemish.
This was a great day, a beautiful day. As I opened the door, I realized that things seemed to be out of place, a note pad and pair of shoes on my drivers seat, a bag that was once filled with items that would be donated to Goodwill emptied on my passenger floor. As I continued to look around I noticed change drawers pulled from their holsters, and a pile of gift cards missing from their usual location in the middle consul.
Today my cluster of 3 was completed, Carole lost her innocence, and I realized that no matter how much control I think I have in my life, we are all in this journey together.
It could be easy for me to be angry about this, or want to chase whoever did this down the streets of Redding. I would be justified in holding a grudge, or keeping this from allowing me to move forward.
This life is not my own, and when dealing with frustrating moments, I must again remember that I am not in control. I don’t know what this person was going through, or what struggles they have faced. Likely there was a need that was not being met, and even though it is frustrating to have things taken from me, I know that God can and will use all things for good.
I can sit here worrying and wondering how God will come through, or I can look back and see that God is good and HE always comes through. I can sit and dwell in the negative, or I can look in anticipation of what God is going to do through this situation.
When Jesus walked on water, and Peter ran out to Him, it wasn’t until Peter took his eyes off of Jesus that He began to sink. When life happens, are we going to keep our eyes on the KING, or are we going to be distracted by what happens in our life, pulling us away from Jesus, pulling us into the depths of the sea.
I am not writing this post to look for pity, but instead writing this post because I know that God is good, and that in moving forward I want to keep my eyes on the creator.
As the great Peter Panning (From Hook, not The Bible) once said. “To live will be an awfully great adventure.”
God bless you all!