In light of the fact that this is not coming to you from sunny Santo Domingo, this quote from yesterday’s post seems like the ultimate jinx:
“Ironically, I am actually on my way to an island right now. By the time this is posted I will be somewhere in the sky en route to the Dominican Republic.”
I would say that the joke is on me, but if it is, it’s the best joke ever.
As we boarded the plane yesterday, my heart was feeling a little bit heavy. My uncle passed away last week and his funeral was scheduled for Monday morning. And while I was more than willing to leave for the DR that morning instead and felt grateful for the opportunity to go, I also felt a little sad that I wouldn’t be able to be at the memorial service with my family.
I settled into my seat and opened my bible. I read and prayed as we waited to take off.
Except we never took off. An hour after boarding, the pilot announced there was a mechanical issue with the plane that needed more attention. So we went back to the gate and filed out of the plane and waited for it to be fixed.
Except that it didn’t get fixed in time for us to make our connecting flight. And instead of trying to make it work out for the remainder of the day, we decided to reschedule for Tuesday.
Because our flight was originally scheduled to leave at 6am, all of this transpired fairly early in the day, leaving me just enough time to run home, change, and drive in a manner consistent with my NY license plates to get to the funeral soon after it began.
As all of this unfolded, sections of verses from Matthew 6 ran through my mind:
“Why do you worry about your life? […] Your Father knows what you need before you ask him.”
He knew exactly, down to the smallest detail, what I needed yesterday, and He provided it all in perfect timing. I was a few minutes late and ended up walking into the service while a hymn was being sung. I took a seat next to my parents just as the chorus of “Great is Thy Faithfulness” began.
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!
Cue the tears.
Yesterday was such a powerful example of God’s overwhelming goodness. And such a sobering reminder of how foolish I am to ever worry about anything. He knows what I need, and as a good father, He happily provides for those needs.
Sometimes He provides in ways that are extravagant and welcomed, like yesterday. But sometimes His path and provisions aren’t always so sweet. My uncle suffered a stroke almost 10 years ago and my aunt had been faithfully caring for him ever since, never once complaining or allowing room for self-pity while walking a very difficult road. If anyone had reason to question God’s choice of path and provision, she could rightfully be among the first in line. Instead, she remained steadfast and joyful. She lived a beautiful testimony of God’s love and faithfulness, often reflecting on how the Lord continued to provide for all of their needs.
This poem, “He Maketh No Mistake” by A.M. Overton, was included in the program for my uncle’s memorial service. It’s a gem. How comforting to know that the God who ordains every detail of our lives is the same One who provides for us throughout them. And He makes not one mistake.