“But who are you, O man, to talk back to God? Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, ‘Why did you make me like this?’ Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for noble purposes and some for common use (Romans 9:20,21)?”
As I tumbled down the hill I heard a loud crack. “That’s not good”, I thought, as I lay there in the muck.
I had decided to go get something to eat before doing some work in my motel room. I also wanted some fresh air. So I walked across the bridge over the interstate, saw the restaurant directly down the hill in front of me, and started down the hill. It would have been easier to walk around, but longer. I took the short cut. My left foot slipped and over I went.
My short cut ended up costing me over 2 days in the hospital with a broken ankle. I am still here in the town which I intended to just pass through on my way to somewhere else. The 64,000 dollar question is, “Is God in charge in situations like this?” I have to believe He is.
After all, I had already determined that I was where I was supposed to be. I had also determined that even if I encountered suffering, it would ultimately lead to my good. (See my post “Taking the right road”). I had no idea why God lead me here, but I trusted in His love to do the right thing.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think God pushed me down a hill. In fact, I have a strong suspicion Satan was behind the whole thing. But in His sovereignty God allowed it, and He will turn this situation to ultimate good. He protects me and is my shield (Psalm 3:3). God has purposes I know nothing about, and I surely don’t question His character.
As I hobble around on my crutches, I have learned I have to plan each step of my way or I will end up in trouble. If I am smart enough to figure that out, surely I can trust God to plan each step of His way concerning me. If His plan includes me being tossed in the mud and my ankle being broken, then I have to believe that He wants to do some creative art work in and for me.