I had hope. It wasn't a hope that would have been fulfilled any time soon as far as I knew, but it remained alive. God had ways of doing things that I was totally unaware of, and if it was meant to be, things would come together. I also knew it may not be what He had in mind, and prayed accordingly.
I learned not long ago that my hope was, if all went according to what I read, dashed. I knew all along that I may be disappointed someday, but nevertheless felt it when possibility became reality. Oh, the best laid plans can change, and these won't be executed till sometime in the future. But it would be wicked to put stock into that sort of hope. Besides that, it stands so weakly!
It may be that their plans are part of God's plan to save them and do some great work through them. Who can tell? Whatever the case, one fact is absolutely certain: the salvation of each is far more important than any earthly desire of mine. Let's imagine that this scenario is true, that God did indeed orchestrate this very thing. I have the power to help or to hinder them on this journey, to love or to hate them. Love "seeketh not her own," the Bible says (1 Corinthians 13:5).
I choose to love. The success of any venture depends on God's blessing it, so I will continue to pray--and pray even more. Whatever happens, I know that some good will come from what I've decided to do. May the bigger picture never fade from view. May self be swallowed up in realizing the privilege I possess in contributing to an end far more glorious than I can imagine.
God bless,
Jean
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