I woke up Sunday morning with an uneasy feeling in my stomach. “I probably shouldn’t go to church today. I don’t feel up to it,” I thought. Slowly, I got ready, and not long after I reached church, a dear sister got my attention.
Jenny whispered excitedly, “Sister Yvette, you don’t know the blessing it was for me on Friday!” She reminisced on her outing with my family three days earlier. Jenny shared how God blessed her through her day out with us.
Tears of joy welled up in my eyes. I thought, “Father, you are so amazing!” I breathed silently, “How could I ever find the right words to thank you?” For the last few days I was so preoccupied with what happened that Friday. Yet, in the midst my disappointment, God used my family in a marvelous way to bless his precious daughter.
Slowly, my mind went back to the championship. Four people stood together in the bright Caribbean sunshine and waited anxiously for the announcement. But when it came we were crestfallen, my son’s name was not called.
No one spoke for a while, but I remember Jenny’s reassuring voice saying, “It’ll be fine.” Her words then, were of little comfort to my family. We were crushed. We had so much confidence that Jason would be placed in the top three.
I tried to think … what could have gone wrong? My mind went back to the weeks of preparation. I thought, “If only Jason had listened more, if only …” Then I chided myself, “This isn’t the time for blame.”
I looked down as my son brushed the tears from his eyes. I kissed him on his cheek and said not too convincingly, “It’s alright.” It was a sad day for my family.
When my son entered the competition, my husband and I felt the experience would be good for him. It could help him to learn new skills and build his self-confidence. We used the opportunity to affirm him right from the start. Throughout the weeks leading up to the championship, we were resolute in our support of our son. When he was not focused, as any eleven year old, or when he felt he couldn’t do it, we encouraged him.
After Jenny shared her testimony, I spent some time thinking through the events. I reflected on my own disappointment. Then it slowly dawned on me that perhaps there were blessings in the experiences of the past weeks. I pondered on the sense of purpose and bond my family shared during the time of preparation. Could this be greater than winning even a national championship?
Of course, there are still times when I think whimsically, “It would’ve been so nice if Jason won.” But I have come full circle since the championship; from disappointment and sadness to a deep sense of gratitude. Gradually, I moved from regret to a greater awareness of God’s blessings on my family.
My son gained a wealth of experience through his participation in the competition. He learned skills that he will most likely use in the future. We shared in my sister’s joy. Above all, God moved me from utter disappointment to place of thankfulness, hope, and appreciation of his goodness.
“Whatever happens, give thanks, because it is God's will in Christ Jesus that you do this” (1 Thessalonians 5:18 God’s Word Translation).
*This is a true story.
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