Friday, February 13, 2015

Not Everything Happens For a Reason

Many people say everything happens for a reason. I don’t believe this one bit; that there is a reason, a purpose, for everything that happens. I think there are reasons things happen (he yelled because he was angry, she tripped because she wasn't looking, etc.) but I don’t believe these things happen for a reason. Instead, I believe that sometimes things just happen- we make bad choices, we make good choices, we are affected by both the good and bad choices of others- but that God can always make good out of whatever choices we, or others around us, make.

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28

God can make good out of any situation we face, even the most difficult ones. He will not let any of our suffering go to waste. Hold on to that when trying times come- I have been.

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A couple of weeks ago I seriously injured my knee. After five days of walking on it hoping it would just “go away,” I conceded to visit a walk-in clinic and the doctor ordered me to stay on crutches for 2-6 weeks. For this independent, active, exercise-loving girl, that seemed like an eternity. Though I was relieved to know I wouldn't need surgery, I was discouraged by the length of time it could take to heal (not including the recovery time it’ll take once I am off the crutches). Physically I was in pain, but my heart was actually what hurt most.

I didn't care much about how terribly my knee felt, except that it reminded me of what I couldn't do. I didn't wince because of a sudden, sharp pain. I winced because in that moment I felt the sharpness of the thought, “I can’t run anymore.” (I know that may sound a little dramatic, but at 23 years old when you think you might be crippled in some fashion, I think it’s justified). I could handle my physical discomfort, but I couldn't bare the affliction of my soul. I couldn't run; I could barely walk. I definitely couldn't walk and talk because I had to think too hard about not tripping with the crutches. I couldn't work. I couldn't do much of anything for myself anymore, though that didn't stop me from trying. What could I do? Sit.

Oh and how I hate sitting.

Sitting felt lazy. It felt boring. It felt exhausting. Sitting felt like my worst nightmare. Maybe if I wasn't so prone to over-thinking every single thing, it might not have been so bad. Still bad, no doubt, but not so bad. Because I do over-think, however, I had to fight myself not to get stuck in the pit of “what ifs?” What if I can never run again?  What if it takes more than six weeks to heal? What if I have this problem the rest of my life? What if…?

These questions viciously antagonized my mind, but the promise of Romans 8:28 came to me and it was as if the “what ifs?” fell to the ground. And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. I was immediately encouraged and confident that God was in this with me and He would use this situation for my good. Instead of continuing to ask the “what if” questions, I simply asked, “what?” What did God want me to learn? What would He work for good in my life? What could I do to make sure this trial wasn't wasted? I was still asking questions, yes, but these were full of hope and promise, not fear and dread.

It wasn't long before God answered me and told me of His plans to work in my heart. Though I asked God for answers, I doubted what He said when I received them and blew it off as a “nice idea, but probably one that came from my own head.” It’s funny how quickly we can write off what God is saying to us, but thankfully He displays His patience and mercy in confirming and re-confirming what He told us, even when we doubt. So God made sure I knew what He said the first time was what He meant, and He was always creative about how it came up.

I couldn't deny any longer what God was saying, and I was assured He was going to use this injury for my good. “Okay God,” I thought. “You've got two weeks. Go for it.” I’m sure He chuckled at the fact that I was trying to give Him a timeline. He was on a mission, and He wasn't going to quit until it was completed.

Time went by as I was on my crutches, and I had much great conversation and revelation from God about a piece of my heart. As we talked, however, in the back of my mind I was counting down the days until the two-week mark, assuming I’d be free from the crutches by then. The day got closer, but unfortunately my knee wasn't getting better. Many friends prayed with me, asking that God would heal my knee, but no change ever came.

Though I wasn't healed on the spot, something happened each time my friends and mentors prayed for me: my entire body felt the “no, not right now,” of God’s response, but it also was filled with an overwhelming, calming peace. Even though I was hearing a “no,” it was comforting just to know He was there, He was listening, and He was with me in this- even if that didn't mean immediate healing.

Later on one night when I was alone I asked God straight up if He was going to heal me. He said yes, but when I asked, “Now?” He said no. He reminded me of what He was going after in my heart, and He assured me that He was persistent and meticulous. I knew He wasn’t going to quit, and I knew I didn’t want Him to.

I am certain God didn't afflict me with this injury, and I am certain He is going to use it for my good. I have already seen the ways in which the crutches force me to listen in ways I wouldn’t have before. Not only this, but they force me to sit when I normally wouldn’t, which provides many more opportunities for conversation between God and me. On the outside to some it can seem like God is withholding healing, which seems unloving and cruel, but I don’t see it that way at all. God didn’t do this for a reason, but He will use it for a reason.

He is not concerned with my comfort right now- He is concerned with something far greater. In my opinion, that’s the most loving thing He could do.

If you’re still tracking with me, this is what I really want to say to you: not everything happens for a reason. We experience painful circumstances God didn’t plan for us, I believe that. But I also believe God is faithful to us, and He will not let such trials go by without using it for our good. If we must suffer, He isn’t going to waste it. It may seem cruel or unjust that He won’t just pull us out of our pain (though sometimes He surely does), but God is most concerned with the eternal, not the temporal. He sees differently than we do, and when He sees an opportunity to bring healing through pain, He will. He is faithful.

God didn’t plan for me to injure my knee, but in His love and wisdom He has targeted a deep wound in my heart that I might have otherwise ignored. He wants me to be healed, but in more ways than one.


God will be faithful to heal my knee, I am sure of it, but along with a renewed knee I will have a renewed heart. That is certainly the goodness and faithfulness of my God.  

2 comments:

  1. Mary this is a wonderful post showing the love of God for you. It's interesting how you started off mad and giving God an ultimatum, "OK God you've got 2 weeks." We are so funny! It's also interested at how we are forced to spend time with God when our physical bodies are unable to run, run, run like we would like. It reminds me of those in prison that come to the Lord. They have so much time on their hands now -- they can clearly listen. God did not put them in that place, their act or whatever it was put them there but in that position they can clearly now listen and hear God -- in a way if they were not there they would not.

    But as I read on you began to understand that this was truly working out for your good. "If we must suffer, God is not going to waste it." I get that! He is going to work that thing out for our good.

    Great post. I truly enjoyed reading it and will look at my trials and tribulations from that perspective. Hopefully :-)))

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    1. Renee,

      Thank you for the encouragement! I like what you said about prisoners who come to the Lord- in a way they are blessed by their situation, because they have such a freedom to sit and hear from God. Once again, He works all things for our good!

      It can be discouraging or difficult to see that when we are in the midst of our trials, but I truly believe He is faithful to us in them.

      May He bless you and give you the strength of His peace as you trust Him in your own tribulations!

      Mary

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