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SHE hopes well

Believe it or not I’m kinda of a country girl. Not by habits or interests by any means.

I would run in the opposite direction at the sight or sound of anything buzzing or flying so fast that you’d be surprised to know I lived on the rural side of the third largest city in Midwestern Indiana for approximately 8 years.

Hopefully the setting is painted for you.

Part of the rural Midwestern lifestyle included having concentrated areas of restaurants and shopping centers which quickly transitioned into miles of nothing but trees and acreage.

With this phenomenon in mind my siblings and I had this silent communication system that involved Morse code-like eye movements that relayed the message that one of us needed to ask our parents if we could eat out before we passed the last exit to civilization.

Typically the child that got in the least amount of trouble and thereby had the biggest asking power was voted to represent the crew.

“Daddy...can we go to McDonald’s” one of us would sheepishly say.

The technique was to go into immediate silence to allow my parents time to confer with one another in their own silent communication system. The silence, however, was also important because we weren’t waiting for my Dad to say 'yes' or 'no'. Instead our answer always came from the blinking turn signal. Ahhh that sweet sound turned hope into hamburgers. Without a word he would turn right into some fast food parking lot and we all quietly celebrated our fortune.

“Hoping means I acknowledge reality in the very same breath that I acknowledge God sovereignty.” | Lysa Terkeurst

Now what does God and Big Macs have to do with each other you ask? Well nothing.

But we all know what it feels like to hope for something. Especially when our human minds tell us how much it would make so much sense for us to receive it. But how much room do we leave for God to apply His will on our wishes.

When I was the 14 year girl in the back seat of my parent's car, my reality was that I didn’t want to go home and eat any of those groceries my parents spent money buying. I wanted fast food! I could hope all I wanted and even put action to that hope but I could not control what my father would decide, which ultimately dictated my end result.

Our Father in Heaven operates no different. He wants us to hope and ask for things but it all must operate within the confines of His sovereignty. Which doesn’t always match up with what our idea of reality will look like.

8 “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. 9 “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.

Isaiah 55: 8-9

Our feelings of disappointment stem from the expectation that our plan was the master plan. We feel frustrated that even when we asked nicely and sheepishly, God didn’t put on the turn signal. Instead HJe just kept driving. Driving past everything we thought made sense to sustain and entertain us. But as our desires blur into what feelings like acres of wilderness. Remember that’s where He will always make a stream.

“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43:19‬

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