[Note: I am not saying this is necessarily what I truly believe, but I like to play the devil’s advocate and instigate discussion, especially on religious topics, so read and share what you think on the matter]
Okay, so a week ago tonight I had planned to randomly show up at the church where several of my buddies attend. Whelp, I got home from work about 5:15ish and went through my “just got home routine”…AKA checked email, blogs, etc. I ended up getting wrapped up in something online; I think it was surfing potential prisoner pen pals…HA! Anyways, next thing I knew I looked down at the clock and it was 6:20ish or so and I hadn’t eaten anything, nor changed clothes or anything, and since the church began at 7 PM and it is about 20 to 25 minutes away (with no traffic), and I didn’t know where my friends sat, and I didn’t want to go in late, I decided not to go and that maybe I’d give it a try next week.
Well today I was sitting at work at about 4:30 PM when I got a phone call from a buddy of mine that attends that church I had planned to go to. Well I had TOTALLY forgot it was Wednesday and hadn’t even thought about church till she called me to ask if I was planning on going again this week. So I thought, sure, why not. Well I got home…did my routine and got myself ready and left about 6:25 in efforts to still get there early and be able find my friends.
Whelp, at 7 PM I was less than 5 miles from my house. I had sat in traffic because of a wreck for more than 30 minutes and was still about 15 or 20 minutes from the church by 7 PM, which was about when I passed the wreck.
So here is where I begin the thoughts….
Was this a “sign?” Was I not meant to attend church tonight?
It’s funny because I know all the die-hards out there are right now saying, “Of course not! God would never intend for someone NOT to go to church.”
But what I find so funny is how those same people can find purpose and meaning in everything and relate it back to God. They seem to be the people that don't believe in coincidence or things "just happening" without reason. So in this instance did God not want me to go to church? I mean let’s face it, I’m not a normal attendee and the one time I’m like, “Okay, I’m going tonight” this happens.
And if the traffic wasn’t enough, get this…
So then when I turned around to go back home, I realized I was going to be going right by Wal-Mart, which I hate having to drive out to, just because of traffic and shear laziness to be honest…HA! So I thought, well, since I’m out here I might as well just stop in since I need to go sometime in the next few days for looking to get some of those last few things on my list.
So I turn into Wal-Mart and, no joke, the first aisle I turned down a car backed out of the second to end spot closest to the store! Is that luck?! Or was that a “sign?” A lot of people say there is no such thing as “luck” or “coincidence,” so that would make that a “sign” then, huh? Did God mean for me to be at Wal-Mart tonight (even as funny as that sounds…HA!).
And it gets better…
If you read my blog a few back you recall the TERRIBLE time I had this past weekend looking for bras. That’s right, you saw it coming--did God mean for me to go to Wal-Mart tonight to get an AMAZING parking spot AND to find 3 perfect bras within 15 minutes of being in the store!?! I mean I had spent more than two hours at two different stores this past weekend trying to find ONE bra and came up empty, much less THREE (not to mention a whole HECK of a lot cheaper than the ones I was looking at this weekend…HA!) AND…I sure did get two other things while there from my list of remaining items to pick up before school starts back up!
Sooo…this is where I ask all you “everything in life has a purpose—God’s purpose” people, how do you interpret my night tonight? ;)
And let me just start a lot of y’alls thoughts for you…let me guess…. “this was the devil working…” HA! ;) Did the devil put the wreck there and tempt me with the decision to not keep going on to church anyways once I passed the wreck, even though I would have been at least 20 minutes late getting in the doors?
Hmmm…I just think the “this happened because it was God’s purpose” idea can be played both ways…it has to be considered on both sides of the coin...I suppose what I'm saying is...
Two can play this game… ;)