Surprise!

Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Surprises: don’t you just love them? I remember when I was younger at my birthday or Christmas my parents always wanted what my gifts were to be a surprise. And I never did. I always wanted to know. I wanted to know so badly, that I have to admit, I’ve been guilty a time or two of sneaking a peak. The famous “hiding place” my parents had for gifts was in their closet, tucked away behind clothes, and a few other places. And occasionally I would sneak away while they were pre-occupied to try and snoop to find what my surprise was. And the truth be told, that probably ruined the excitement for them and me when the time came to open those gifts. But that didn’t matter to me – I wanted to know then, not later.
I went to pay my sales tax on my truck yesterday and got a little surprise. Apparently, the total cost is going to be about $200 more than the estimate given me by the dealership when I bought the thing. Ya see, some surprises aren’t very exciting to receive. But that’s life, right?
We shouldn’t let it catch us off guard when life throws us a “curve ball” of sorts. If there’s one thing we can learn from our life experiences it’s this: nothing is predictable. How true is that! Absolutely NOTHING in this life is certain, apart from our relationship with the One Who hold tomorrow.
Do you remember that old song, “I don’t know about tomorrow, it may bring me poverty…I won’t worry o’er the future, because I know what Jesus said. And today He’ll be my portion, because He knows what lies ahead. Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand. But I know Who holds tomorrow, and I know Who holds my hand!”
As one of the greatest men of God I’ll probably ever know once used to say, “No matter what breaks, rips, or tears, we’re gonna serve God!” Well, I want that to be my testimony. No matter what surprises may be in store. No matter what “curve balls” may be thrown my way. No matter how the wind may get knocked out of my sails, I know Who holds tomorrow, and I know Who holds my hand. And the place that He’s leading me? Well, that’s simple: it’s to Him. And that, my friends, is so very much worth the journey.

That’s just a thought, and I welcome yours.
Until next time,
Blake

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