Life doesn’t always happen the way we plan it out to be. I was reminded of that fact this weekend. “What happened Marissa?”, you might ask. Well, that is a good question, fellow follower of Christ. Grab a cup of coffee or your preferred drink of choice, and let’s get into this crazy weekend called my life.
For a while now, I’d been planning on driving to Lincoln to visit my sisters in college. I was going to come down on Friday, and then on Saturday we were going to rock out to Thomas Rhett in Omaha. It turns out, our man T Rhett became sick. The concert was postponed earlier this week, but I still wanted to see my sisters. I used my puppy dog eyes and beautiful good looks to convince my parents to still let me go to Lincoln. 😉
The trek down to Lincoln was great. A jam session definitely happened in the car, and it was most certainly needed. Being college students, my sisters are always busy. Morgan had to work at a French Toast Feed, and Michaela had an event to go to a club retreat at a place called Defying Gravity. Obviously I opted to go to Defying Gravity. I mean, who wouldn’t want to go bounce on a giant trampoline?
Michaela and I went to the place, got set up, and started jumping. Literally within three jumps I tripped and fell. Yes, I am that kind of a person. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t. My ankle was throbbing with pain. My sister and her gracious friend helped me limp off of the trampoline and sit down. Instantly, my ankle was swelling. “Dr. Michaela” diagnosed me with a sprained ankle.
I’m not going to lie, Friday night was pretty rough. I was so excited to spend time with my sisters and actually walk. All night I layed in Michaela’s bed watching an even mix of Gilmore Girls and Once Upon a Time. I kept having thoughts like “Seriously Marissa, why do you ruin everything?” and “Why did this have to happen to me?”
Finally, one positive idea came into my head: “Marissa, you have to trust that God has a plan.” After that, I snapped back into the real world. Things happen. Things that you don’t expect. Things that you may not see the good in at the time. As a Christian though, it is my job to see the good in all of the bad. To make the best out of things, and to still be that light. Even though I’ve felt some sadness and disappointment this weekend, I definitely don’t have it as bad as others do. It’s not even close. Yet, when we hear these stories of people who have overcome great trials, we always see that they are joyful in spite of what has happened to them.
Let us have that same kind of joy in our hearts even when things go wrong or not according our plans. Let us trust in God no matter what is going on in our life. There is no one who can help our hurting hearts as much as Jesus does.
This weekend hasn’t been what I thought it would be, but isn’t that the beauty of life? The unexpected can turn into something great. Currently, I am in a coffee shop writing this post, drinking coffee, and spending time with my sisters. And although I didn’t imagine doing this all with a sprained ankle, I am still grateful because this is exactly where I want to be right now.
Prayers and Blessings,
Lord, help me to find joy in the unexpected,
To find happiness in the little moments,
And to always trust in you.
Give me the strength to have a positive heart
And see the good in every situation.
But most of all,
Be with the ones who have it worse than I do.
Heal their hearts of any wounds they have,
And comfort them in their sorrows.
Lord, you are who I put my trust in.
I need you everyday.
Thank you for loving me no matter what.