Do you ever wonder what good can come out of a bad day? Have you ever thought that God has a purpose for your bad day? Honestly, I didn’t even realize that God could use my bad days for His glory! I didn't even think that that was a thing. But my views changed a few weeks ago, and I'm glad it did.
My sister and I went to a sports park with our Youth Group not long ago. We couldn't wait to go *homeschooled kids feeling like we have some freedom*. Once we found out that we were going, that was all we talked about. We hoped there would be lots of fun, games, socializing, laughing, talking, food, crazy moments, and even more laughing. But with all of this clouded excitement floating around in our heads, little did we know what God had in store for us on that scorching hot, Monday afternoon. After about an hour, my sister and I were the only youngsters left by the picnic tables. You might be wondering why. It's because everyone else went to go swim and play on the water slides. Not so secret anymore confession: I don't know how to swim. I've never even really played in the water, come to think of it. There's no particular reason why. I remember feeling so left out, embarrassed and annoyed with myself. I remember shedding a few tears and thinking “I shouldn’t have come. I should have just stayed home.” At that point, it was like I just had to know how to swim or else life was pointless, and the end of the world had come! I can laugh at myself now for seeing how funny my crazy exaggerations were, but it wasn’t funny then. I was allowing the enemy to take over my thoughts and put myself down. I was discouraging myself, comparing myself, and taking in all the lies. But after my sister and I tried to cope with the situation (thanks to my mom’s text messages) by playing soccer and volleyball, some of our leaders who stayed behind invited us to sit with them. Was it a curse? Serendipity? Nope! It was a blessing! And you know what? That's when we started to have a great time! We played Kings Corner, ate some secret cookies that no one else knew about, and conversated about theology. Yes, theology! Hanging out with my leaders is what encouraged me the most. They challenged me to grow deeper in my faith. It's still an ever so present memory plastered onto my brain. After coming home, shedding some more tears, and talking to my mom, I realized that that was God’s purpose for the day. What happened on that day, was His plan and it was perfect. Like Jeremiah 29:11 says, "'For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.'" It took me a while to realize the good in my "bad day." And sometimes it still hurts. But it's about learning to accept the place where God has you and, being okay with it; even in the uncomfortable, frustrating, and challenging times. In the end, it will be good! I grew up in many ways that day. I look back at that day and know that that day wasn't so bad after all. It was a good day. Thank you, God! Peace-Love-and-Joy, Grace
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