A few years ago, on Christmas eve to be exact, we received a letter in the mail notifying us that an old friend had left us a sum of money when he died. I remember sitting with my husband and teenage daughter praising God for this unexpected blessing that would allow us to pay for another year of Christian school.
A year later, my husband got promoted and began earning bonuses we never dreamed we would see. We socked the money away for retirement and praised God again for his provisions.
When my husband lost his job in 2007, our spiral into worry began. We forced ourselves to count the small blessings--a card from a friend, a way to watch TV without cable, jeans at $2.00 a pair at thrift stores. I made blessing lists and posted them on our refrigerator to get us through.
Today we are struggling to build a new home with the funds we had from selling our Florida house. I might not get in for months still but I'm thankful each time I see another part go up on it.
What have I learned from these unstable years? Change is constant. I can no longer count on life going along good because I'm doing what I should do. It didn't matter that I was a "good" Christian--God had other plans for my life and that included many many changes.
When we woke today, we reminded ourselves that all we have is today. Tomorrow anything could happen, but today is the day I have. Today for us means working on our house, being thankful for good health to do it trusting that somehow, someday we might get to live in it.
Unless God has other plans for us.
And that's okay. His plans are always better than mine.