Last Friday was a day anticipated more than Christmas! Through a school PTA fundraiser the girls were given a “Ride to School on a Firetruck.” The girls waited patiently through the Christmas holiday for school to go back in session and for me to arrange their ride. We got the arrangements made and the plan was for the truck to pick them up on Friday at 7 a.m. The girls waited and waited, counting down each day of the week until finally the big day (Friday) came.
Everyone’s alarms went off at 6 a.m. on Friday, thirty minutes earlier than normal. The kids shot out of bed, even though they went to bed over an hour late the night before, and raced to get ready. I dragged out of bed, after having slept less than two hours, and threw on clothes piled on the floor that I had worn to work two days earlier. (Truth and honesty here, right??) Everyone was excited for the firetruck to arrive! The girls because, hey, it’s a firetruck, and me so I didn’t have to hear them talk about it all day every day any more.
7 a.m. came. 7 a.m. went. 7:15 a.m. came. 7:15 a.m. went. 7:20 a.m. came, and Livi insisted that they forgot us. 7:25 a.m. came, and we all piled into my car and went to school. Every morning I tell them the same thing: Have a super, awesome, fabulous, stupendous, amazingly incredible day. Livi responded “This is the worst day ever!” When I picked them up from school and asked “How was your day?” they both responded “It was the worst day ever!” I tried to console the girls by letting them know the ride was rescheduled to the following Friday. They weren’t moved.
Finally the big day came. This time the alarms went off at 6:15 (we learned how quickly we could get ready with some motivation last week) and everyone, including myself, hurriedly got ready. It was another successful morning of everyone fed and ready by 7 a.m.! 7 a.m. came. 7 a.m. went. 7:15 a.m. came. 7:15 a.m. went. 7:25 a.m. came, and we all piled into my car and went to school. Livi insisted that the firemen forgot them and that I was a liar for saying they probably had an emergency like last week. When I dropped them off at school with their standard morning encouragement, Livi once again responded “This is the worst day ever!”.
After making some arrangements, I surprised the girls by picking them up 15 minutes early from school. Both girls were truly surprised when they saw the firetruck sitting outside the school waiting to take them home. The firemen were incredible and drove them all over town. They let us wear the headsets, and we talked and laughed the whole time. It was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience. At the end, as we walked up the driveway after waving goodbye to the firetruck, everyone agreed it had been the best day ever.
God’s plan in our lives works the same. We see the pain of today, but God sees the hope in tomorrow. We see the mess of right now, but God sees the beauty in the future. We feel the hurt in this moment, but God sees the joy in days to come. What may feel like “the worst day ever” may actually be “the best day ever”. Don’t let waiting for your firetruck make you miss your ride to school.
Proverbs 19:21 – Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.
Proverbs 16:9 – The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.
Isaiah 14:24 – The Lord of hosts has sworn: “As I have planned, so shall it be, and as I have purposed, so shall it stand.”
2 Chronicles 20:6 – And said, “O Lord, God of our fathers, are you not God in heaven? You rule over all the kingdoms of the nations. In your hand are power and might, so that none is able to withstand you.”
Philippians 4:19 – And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.