It was early September. Sabin Junior High was getting ready to ring its bell to start school for the year. Students were rushing to their classes, pushing through crowded hallways and trying to find the right classrooms. Before long the hallways became quiet as the bell rang. Everyone was situated in their classroom, sitting behind neat new desks, fully stocked with freshly sharpened pencils and clean pink erasers.
Eighth-grader Jeff, video-game-extraordinaire, was no exception. But as he listened to his teacher, twirling his fancy new highlighter, he couldn’t help but wonder—how did he ever end up in an Honors English class?
This was the one “mistake”. A small one, it might seem. Especially to Jeff. Who would have ever guessed that such a tiny slip-up could have made any different at all? But it did.
Because Jeff was placed into that Honors English class by mistake, his locker was placed right next to the locker that belonged to another young man—namely, my father. Even though Jeff later dropped that class, his locker stayed next to Daddy’s for the rest of the year, and they struck up a friendship. Pretty soon, they were best friends.
Now, Jeff was not a Christian, but every year, his aunt offered to pay for him and one friend to go to a Christian camp. That summer, Jeff came to my dad, saying, in essence, “Wanna come with me to this camp? There are lots of cute girls from Texas there.” My dad thought that was a great idea.
And it was at that camp that my daddy became a Christian.
It amazes me when we think of all the things that came of that simple mistake. If some school official hadn’t made that simple slip-up, my dad wouldn’t have become a Christian. That means he wouldn’t have married my mom, and… maybe I wouldn’t even be here.
I’m not passing this off as coincidence. No. I know that this is the result of a sovereign God who was actively working out “everything for good to those who love Him,” even way back when my dad was in junior high. And I think that’s so cool!
It’s mind-blowing to think of God’s hand through the generations, and His sovereignty working things out for my good before I was even born. God is not sitting idly by. Take a look at this verse:
The Lord sat as King at the flood; yes, the Lord sits as King forever. Psalm 29:10
So often we acknowledge God’s sovereignty over big things (like the flood, for goodness’ sake), but when it comes to the small things (like “Why does it have to rain the week of our camping trip?”), we forget. We forget that God is working all things—not just big things—together for good to those who love Him.
If we truly believe that God can—and will—redeem the little things, the mistakes, the things that just seem like good-for-nothing happenstance, and use them for our good and His glory, it will change our lives.
And what a way to live!
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- Do you have a God-story to share?
- Have you seen God working through mistakes?
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