The past week or two sometimes have felt like one of those grab bags. Among the goodies—some encouraging news from my husband’s medical appointments; visits with old friends and family; the enthusiasm with which my new novel, Not Far from the Tree, has been received; the celebrations around my husband and my daughters birthdays and the many warm greetings on my own last week.
The okay? The season’s first snowfall—early, but it did beautify our world and we didn’t get as much in our immediate area as some did, so we could appreciate the beauty without the labour; I’ve been able to get caught up on some work that got pushed aside in order to finish my book—tedious but satisfying to finish.
The items I think I could have done without? Our son-in-laws surgery that went drastically wrong, leaving him with a long recovery period (we’re so glad he made it, though); the death of a young mother leaving her husband to finish raising four young girls; the difficulties confronted by another friend on her journey with cancer; the crisis in a few organizations where I have responsibility.
Some would say as in the grab bag, life is a bit of a gamble. There is no doubt; life certainly is a mixed bag. What a difference though when one has a deeply grounded faith in Someone Who has the world in His hands! It helps us believe there is purpose in each one of those grab bag items, even if that purpose may be concealed at the moment. Let us not cast away or push any one of them aside, but reach out with open hands, seek out the opportunity for growth, understanding and deeper relationships that each presents and ask that Someone for help when we are perplexed.