I don’t know about you, but my life hasn’t gone anywhere near to what I had imagined it would. That’s not a complaint; just a fact. In my earlier years, I never imagined I would be widowed at 56, and definitely not my dad and I becoming widowed only 5 months apart. I never imagined my mom would suffer from Alzheimer’s over a period of quite a few years and that Daddy would have to end up moving her to a home for her final days. I never imagined my weight-conscious, work-out fanatic husband would die from Stage IV lung cancer at the age of 59. I never imagined Daddy would end up having to live with me because of Pulmonary Fibrosis. I certainly never imagined having to move out of a new residence I had only lived in 7 months because of a flash flood caused by a hurricane.
But life hardly ever goes the way we imagine, does it? I mean, really, who would dream of such things as I have experienced in my life and you most likely have experienced, too? That’s just not how it works.
This month, I’ve been reading in Genesis about the life of Joseph. As a young lad, he dreams of how his family will bow down before him one day. Great dream, but he probably shouldn’t have shared it with his already jealous brothers! I can’t even imagine how he felt when he found himself sold by his brothers and taken to Egypt, of all places. I can’t imagine how he felt when he was sold once again to Potiphar and then constantly harassed by Potiphar’s wife because he was alluring to her. I can’t imagine how he felt when he was true to God and pulled away from her advances, yet found himself thrown in prison due to her lies. I can’t imagine how he felt when the cup bearer forgot to tell Pharaoh about him for 2 full years.
YET, GOD WAS AT WORK THE WHOLE TIME!
God had a plan for Joseph’s life; a plan that would save not only Joseph’s family, but pretty much the whole world, from starvation. Of course, Joseph didn’t know God’s plan at the time, just as you and I don’t usually know how God will work out His plan for our lives. Joseph was a slave or a prisoner for a LONG time, years and years and years. The Bible tells us that he kept the faith, but you know as well as I do that there were days when he was confused and distraught and had a few questions for God about his situation. He was human, after all. That doesn’t mean he gave up on God, though. And about 22 years later, when his brothers did actually bow down before him, (he was the 2nd in command of all Egypt by this time!!) he was able to see that God was truly working out His plan through Joseph’s life. [It is an amazing story. If you’re not familiar with it, you should take the time to read it]
Unlike Joseph, we may never know until we are face-to-face with Jesus why the events of our lives went as they did. But we can know that God has a plan, a perfect plan, for those who are His redeemed ones.
Yes. I struggle with widowhood, with being alone. And I miss my daddy every day. I miss having him to take care of me a whole lot! My house is quiet once again. I wonder what God has planned for my life and how all this fits into it, but I try to simply trust Him. It’s not always easy to do that. In fact, some days are just plain ugly, but nothing worth having is ever easy. So I make a conscious choice to trust that every twist and turn of my life has a divine purpose, whether for my life or for someone else. And I choose to believe that one day, perhaps not until eternity, I will be able to see how God took all these things and wove them into a beautiful pattern, working His good in my life and the lives of others, some I may not ever even know. This gives me courage to face whatever this life brings my way.
Lots of love, Sharon