Not the way its supposed to be
Tonight I sit on my couch with two mini-aussies, a glass of King Estates pinot gris and a handful of dark chocolate covered Acai berries. My children are quietly tucked in their beds, in a home we’ve been in for 1 year, this weekend. Everything is different and nothing is as it is supposed to be.
Do you ever feel that way? I think about my situation and I know that 15 years ago, when I dreamed about this day, I never dreamed it to look like this. Even just a year ago, I never dreamed it to look like this. Its not the way its supposed to be, not in the world according to my plans or understanding of the way life should go.
I think about others that have had their lives torn apart by divorce and I know they have quiet moments of ‘this is not the way its supposed to be”.
I think about my friend who’s husband was diagnosed with ALS(Lou Geherig’s disease). I can only imagine that she and her children and her family are thinking that it is “not the way its supposed to be”.
I think about my single, never been married friends and as they sit at home I know they have moments of ‘not the way its supposed to be’.
I think about my childhood friend, whose mother went to be with Jesus last year. It’s ‘not the way its supposed to be’.
There are so many scenarios that I begin to wonder if it is really ‘not the way its supposed to be’ or more like ‘just the way it’s supposed to be’. I do believe that God knows the plans He has for me. I do believe that I can’t screw up those plans or change those plans. So, if I believe that then it stands to reason that I must believe that things are ‘just the way they are supposed to be’.
Is that possible? All things are possible….so they say…with God. All things. Possible.
Just they way they are supposed to be….