I work in a world where numbers are everything. We determine how "good" we are at surgery, nursing, providing medical care based on numbers. Risk is driven by numbers. Outcomes are determined by numbers. Success is defined by numbers. Numbers matter. And often when we talk to families about risk, a 1% risk is considered to be worth it. We don't consider how big a 1% risk is until we are the 1%. When you find yourself in the 1%, it suddenly is your entire world. And numbers don't matter anymore.
And more often than not, 1% is a really lonely place. It is in this minority you find a parent grieving the loss of his/her child or a teenager dealing with an unexpected pregnancy or a horrible complication from surgery. You find these horrific scenarios you never even imagined yourself facing because honestly, what were the chances it would happen to YOU? And it's when you are facing these events that you ask yourself why. Why did God allow this to happen? Why me?
And it is at this point you learn to realize our world is about numbers but God's world doesn't pay attention to numbers. The "1% chance" that something was going to happen, is 100% part of His plan. And we have to believe our circumstances are part of His Sovereign plan...a plan He doesn't entirely reveal to us. I think this is the most frustrating part of faith. Knowing that everything is working for His glory and someday all the puzzle pieces...all the 1% times...will come together in His beautiful master plan.
And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.
But until that time, all the pieces of His plan just don't make sense. And when we are lonely going through horrible circumstances we have to hold onto hope. Don't allow a desperate time to tempt you to ask why? Don't put a question mark, where God has put a period. When something happens, we have to resist the temptation to question it. But rather embrace it and hold onto hope for a better day. Stand firm in your faith that God does have a plan, that His plan will come together and hold onto the hope we have in Jesus.
So I pray that God, who gives you hope, will keep you happy and full of peace as you believe in him. May you overflow with hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.
A plan, a purpose and a period,
Just a few reflections about everything God is teaching me in this life...a journey deeper into His purpose for my life.