He Brought Me Here

First He brought me here, it is by His will I am in this straight place. In that fact I rest. Next, He will keep me here in His love, and give me the grace to behave as His child. Then He will make the trail a blessing teaching me lessons He intends for me to learn, and working in time the grace He means to bestow. Last, in His good time, He can bring me out again...how and when, He knows. - Andrew Murray

For a long time I have seen the time we are in as a happenstance. Bad things just happen. This quote above has reminded me that, no, bad things just don't happen. For that would mean that good things just happen as well. I have a hard time believing that. My husband didn't just happen, my daughter didn't just happen. So too, the disappointments about a church, the mold, the $350 problem with the furnace on the night of a blizzard, the room, the car, the....the... the...., didn't just happen. They were all orchestrated. That is both reassurring and a little angering. Reassuring in that this is not just a "whoops, did I do that?" sort of God moment. Like God forgot, or slipped his finger off of the buttons. Or took a lunch break. This was meant to happen to us.
Angering in that, it was meant to happen to us. Everything from my PPD, to the financial straits we find ourselves in right now. It was meant to happen. But I KNOW, I KNOW that when we finally come out I will be glad that we went through it. However, I will never want to go through it again.
I can be assured of a faithful saying "This too shall pass..." eventually it will.