As I'm sitting on campus today, a girl from class comes up to me and plops down for a chat. We're talking about the test were fixing to have, she's freaking out because she thought it was on Wednesday and didn't study. I did study, but still didn't understand it, so was resolved at being perplexed.
As we sat there, somehow things turned from the test to the test of life. She started telling me of accidents she had been in, one in particular that she felt ruined her life. You see, she was slotted to receive a softball scholarship to McNeese and LSU. She was that good and planned on making softball her career. Then one day, tragedy struck and she lost it all. She feels like her whole life has been ruined because she can't play softball. She wanted to know, why does God do the things he does? What kind of master plan can he have that justifies ruining her life? I tried to tell her, I don't know why things are the way they are. I just believe that there is a reason for everything.
Sometimes in life, the path we choose to take isn't the path that is right for us. Our plan isn't always God's plan. Maybe God knew that by her taking her path she was doomed for destruction and the accident saved her. Who is to say what His plan is but Him. We may not always have the answers and sometimes we are too close to the situation to even understand. There are many of us who have been through horrible events in our lives.
Everyone has had at least one situation that altered the course of their life. Some of us hold onto it for years, blaming God or blaming those who hurt us. It takes us years to realize that nothing can change the past and we must move on with our future. It's almost like we are on the sideline just watching as things occur, suspended in time. We can continue to go through blaming everyone, or we can try to forgive. Many people complain about their anger and how they have difficulty controlling it. They can't understand what is wrong and why they blow up over anything and everything. Most likely, there is something in their life that they can't get past. You see, anger is rooted in unforgiveness. Once we forgive those who have hurt us, or asked God to forgive them, we can refocus that anger into something more positive. Oh I know that it may sound like a bunch of hooey, but it's worked for me.
Because the way I see it, you can stay on the sidelines most of your life, but at some point you have to get off the bench and start living. I'm not saying get out of the house and paint the town red, get drunk or whatever else. I'm just saying, we can only hold onto our misfortunes for so long. Sometimes, we need to let it go in order to move on. There comes a time when we have to put our faith in something higher than us, and for me, that is God. Unfortunately some of us would rather stay miserable in a familiar place, rather than move on to the unknown. I don't know about you, but I'm tired of being a bench warmer in my own life. What say you?
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