Wednesday, November 21, 2018

The Unplanned & The Unexpected


Suppose there was a boy named chad.  Chad lived in rural area at least an hour from the nearest city.  Chad loved baseball.  He would dream day and night of playing in the Major Leagues one day.  He knew that one day he would indeed play there and he believed that by his dedication, hard work, practice, and continual training, he would be noticed by the right scouts.   Chad prayed about it, worked hard, believing that he was going to make it.  He worked hard at practice and in school.   He was going to excel for he had put his mind to it.  

Over time, he excelled greatly in both academics and in his athletic abilities.   He knew that despite what others said, he would be seen and recruited for a Major League team.     He prayed about it, he believed, and he was confident.    However, years later, he still had not been recruited as he had expected and his anticipation was conflicted.  What he had hoped for, prayed for, believed for, expected with confidence for, did not happen.   

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Not everything we believe for will happen in accordance to our own will and plan.  How we see things and how we perceive them, is not how they always happen.  In fact, I would be tempted to argue that, more often then not do our plans not go as we intend them to.   Then what?  What do we do next?   Where do we turn?   How will we respond?

Just over seven weeks ago my mom was diagnosed with cancer, and through tests and scans over the following weeks we saw that it was stage IV cancer in seven or eight different organs and bones, likely starting in the lungs.    With cancer growing in her lungs, back, spleen, liver, hips, ribs, and more areas, she had little appeared hope of ever being free from cancer.   The cancer in her back was so progressed and spread out that vertebrae would crack and break just from everyday life – which wasn’t much for her at that point.   As her health declined more and more, and doctors gave reports that didn’t sound good, there seemed to be no way that she would ever recover.   So we prayed.  

During this time, I personally, started a journey with God believing for the impossible.  A journey of faith.   God had been taking me through many such little journeys up until this point, challenging me in my faith and drawing me closer to Him, but they were nothing like this.   Now I was challenged by so many words that the Bible seems to boldly state – verses, passages, statements, and songs that suddenly stood out a lot more.  I took my time with God, digging deeper into Him and who He is and what He says.  I learned that the Word of God, the Bible, is full of verses that tell us God is faithful, and His word will never fail (Isaiah 45:19d; Isaiah 45:23b; Proverbs 30:5a).  The showed me that All that He says will come to pass and everything He does is worthy of our trust (Psalm 33:4).    So with those, and many, many others, I started believing for healing for my mom.   I asked God for an increase in excitement and expectation for this, and He granted it.  I was so excited to see what He was going to do, and how He would do it.   I prayed by myself, I prayed with others, I brought others into this as well, praying and believing for healing for my mom.   All throughout the Bible, it seems, God’s breathed word says to ask and keep on asking, to believe and not doubt even one bit, and to expect and believe that I have already received what I have asked for.   So I did just that.   I believed, asked, and expected.  Each time a doctor would give a worse report or my mom would slip deeper into health issues, I would take it to God and believe it was providing a greater contrast for His glory to shine through.  

And then she died. 


Like the fictional story of Chad earlier, things did not go as planned.  In fact, things did not go as I had prayed for, believed for, and expected for.   Why?  What do I do now?  What happens next?  How will I respond?   God does not guarantee an easy and smooth life.  In fact He says nearly just the opposite.  He says that we will have trials and tribulations and things will not go as we plan for them, but that through them all He is still good.  He has promised us His peace (Philippians 4:6-9), which is far greater than we can fathom or understand.   Though God loves to give good gifts to us, God is not here to serve us.  

Wait, but God said, “ask and you shall receive” and I didn’t receive even though I asked….   One, I don’t know the full reason why – I am not God, nor do I claim to know and understand all that God knows and understands.   And two, though it might not seem like it, the story is not over yet….

Her death did throw me off a bit, it wasn’t by much.  I knew that it was just as easy for God to heal a terminally ill person as it was for Him to heal and raise her from the dead.   So I prayed, believed, and expected that my mom would be raised from the dead.  

A week and a half later, she still hasn’t been raised from the dead here on earth – to the best of my knowledge at least.   But that is not the end of the story.   God is still a good God, and who He is, is not changed by what does or doesn’t happen here on earth.   My faith still stands.   God asks us to stand and ask, seek, and knock; He asks us to pray, believe without any doubt, and to fully expect what we ask for.  He asks us to do these things and then trust the rest to Him.  If He chooses to do what we ask for, Yeah!!!  If not, still Yeah!!! His name will be glorified.   I do not know the why’s or why not’s all the time, but I know God is a good God and His way is unchanging and He is perfect in all that He does.   What He has planned will come to pass (Isaiah 46:10b; Psalm 33:11; Luke 1:37). 

Okay, so things did not happen the way I had planned, prayed, believed and expected.   That doesn’t mean that God doesn’t answer my prayers.  It just means that this time it didn’t happen like I thought it would.   And it may not for the next ten or twenty or fifty or a hundred times, but I believe that God still asks us to ask, believe, and expect; to live with anticipation and faith that what we have asked will, and has already, happened.  

Yes mom still died, but that doesn’t mean I need to weaver in my faith and trust in God.  Regardless of if my mom died or not, He is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8).  Though it was challenging to see my mom die and not be supernaturally healed, I can still ask, believe and be expectant for more amazing miracles in the future. 

God is a Good God!!! (Psalm 100:5; Psalm 34:8; Psalm 86:5; Psalm 138; Psalm 34; Psalm 145; Psalm 92; Psalm 111; Psalm 66; Nahum 1:7; James 1:17; 1 John 1:5; Luke 18:19; Mark 10:18; Matthew 19:17; Psalm 107:1; Romans 12:2; Isaiah 55:8-9)