There was a time, early in my ministry, when I felt like God was nudging me toward a position in a state far from home and everything familiar.
Nothing about the potential move made any sense at all.
My husband and I traveled to Wisconsin from Ohio, interviewed, and talked the long trip home about how God couldn’t possibly want this for us.
We couldn’t call the district superintendent until Wednesday. Three days after we returned home. We would wait and then tell him, “No thank you.”
But before Wednesday came Tuesday. On Tuesday night there was a missionary speaker. I was on the platform as music director and my husband sat in the back pew with our two daughters (ages 2 and 1).
Three times during the message the missionary said, “God’s ways don’t always make sense.”
Do you ever feel like God has to bang pretty hard to get something through to you? I felt that way that night.
I didn’t look at my husband the remainder of the service. We gathered our things and walked in silence to the car. We said nothing most of the way home and then all at once, from both of us at the same time, out it poured.
We both heard it. We both knew. We were moving to Wisconsin.
Because God’s ways don’t always make sense.
Christmas teaches us that. None of what God did, or used, or planned made any sense from our limited, human perspective.
Can we trust that even now, today, His plans may not make sense to us, but there’s a reason and He is beyond worthy of our trust?
I hope so.
Here’s one of my favorite Christmas songs that poses the question from Joseph’s point of view.
Scripture text to ponder and consider: Isaiah 55