As for God, his way is perfect.
"From our limited vantage point, our lives are marked by an endless series of contingencies. We frequently find ourselves, instead of acting as we planned, reacting to an unexpected turn of events. We make plans but are often forced to change those plans. But there are no contingencies with God. Our unexpected, forced change of plans is a part of His plan. God is never surprised; never caught off guard; never frustrated by unexpected developments. God does as He pleases and that which pleases Him is always for His glory and our good." - Trusting God, pp47-8, Jerry BridgesOur unexpected, forced change of plans is a part of His plan.
I crashed the car last night. It's okay, no one was hurt, the accident wasn't my fault and I have insurance so hopefully it will be taken care of. But the car got towed, and my parents insisted that I go the next day (ie. today) to the police and make a report. I was supposed to have a labour ward shift today so then I called in to explain what happened and got out of the shift.
Then my dad called back to say that I could take his car to church today. Only then did I remember that I had promised to play piano for the Bilingual service over houseparty weekend because all the other piansts had gone to houseparty. I knew that I was supposed to play today, and I knew that I was supposed to go to hospital today, but it never clicked that these two were happening on the same day.
If I didn't crash the car, I know I would have gone to the hospital at 7am and forgotten about playing. So that was a good thing, He kept me doing the thing that I should have been doing today. (It was like God ensured that even my frazzledness could not thwart His plans =P)
And what a blessing it ended up to be, playing at church today. When the service finished, a boy came up to me and asked me if I played the piano every week there. I said that I don't usually go to the Bilingual service, and I was only filling in this week because of houseparty. It turns out that this boy just came from China and was a really great pianist but he's living with relatives now and they don't own a piano. He's a Christian who used to play at his church in China as well, and since coming here he's been missing playing the piano.
He lives near our church, so I said that he could come and tinker on the piano after school or whatever as long as he called my dad up first, since no one uses the piano during the week anyway. Being the opportunist that I am, I invited him to come to Youth Fellowship which he seemed keen about. I also told them about the Cantonese service in the morning that they could go to next week.
When I came home and told all this to Dad, he said how Cantonese service was just in dire need for pianists. How odd. Or rather, how perfect. (Psalms 18:30).
So Bilingual service didn't lack a pianist today after all. And this boy found somewhere to muck around on the piano when he wanted to. And hopefully, YF got a new recruit. And perhaps, just maybe, Canto service may get a new regular pianist.
And me, I got a really big lesson on the Sovereignty of God.
Amen.
posted by me. @ 6:49 PM
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