Just nine short weeks ago I had a birthday. It was a fun day spent with people I love
doing some of the things that I really enjoy. This morning I was thinking about how much my
life has changed in these last two months.
When September began I was firmly entrenched in all the
awesomeness that goes with the hectic activity of fall semester startup as a
campus missionary. I was building great
relationships, meeting awesome people, planning exciting activities, and awash
in all the social buzz surrounding each of these things. I had just returned to school to continue my
education by pursuing a master’s degree in multi-media journalism. In the realm of entertaining hobbies, things
were looking more than chipper as several of my favorite stories were due to
make big screen appearances or hit DVD; and the holiday season for video game
enthusiasts was poised to blow the mind of every digital junky that owns a
controller.
And then…
Three days after my birthday Jamie walked into the room with
a little white bag and handed it to me.
Inside was a pregnancy test.
Results? Positive.
In the days since she handed me that little bag a lot of stuff
has gone through my mind. This morning
as I was reflecting on these things I was drawn continually to just how my
expectations for this next year, and life in general, were forever changed by a
simple little white bag. It reminded me
of the verse I put in my block in our high school annual my senior year.
However, as it is
written: "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what
God has prepared for those who love him" – 1 Corinthians 2:9
When September began my mind, my heart, and my soul were
engaged in all the great things that I have come to treasure, love, and expect
about my blessed life. As November dawns
I see that my expectations were great, but God’s expectations are the greatest.
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