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Sometimes There Is No Lesson

If you’ve been visiting my blog you may have read that less than three months ago, I was in need of a new car (read my post), and God provided for me. I fully believe God provides above and beyond our every need.

On my way to spend Thanksgiving with my family last Wednesday, I was in a four car accident. Praise God no one was seriously hurt in the accident...My car…well that’s another story.


The accident happened less than 15 minutes from my parents’ house, so they were gracious enough to come and pick me up. The next day was Thanksgiving, and I was grateful to spend the day with family and friends. As I rode home from my grandparents’ house to my parents’ with my brother, we were talking.

I began telling my brother that I had been so thankful for that car. Every time I sat down in the car even every time I saw it I had thanked God. I wasn’t boastful about the car at all. I was really totally humbled for what God had provided for me, and so thankful for the reliability the car brought me. I told my brother I know God takes care of us. He kept me safe in the accident, and He would help me with car repairs or getting another car. Then, I confided in my brother that I just couldn’t see the lesson I was supposed to learn. I had been thankful every day for what God provided. I knew it was from Him. I gave Him the glory. What could I have done better? What am I supposed to learn from this?

That’s when my brother said, “Sometimes there is no lesson.” My brother continued, and while I have always hated sayings like ‘it happens’ or ‘it is what it is’ my brother helped me understand. Life happens. God works in mysterious ways, and we can have peace in knowing that God has everything in His control. We aren’t meant to understand everything or beat ourselves up over why things happen. That is what my brother was telling me.

1 John 3:20 says, “For if our hearts condemn us, God is greater than our heart, and knows all things.”

This Tuesday I am thankful for the gift of conversation. The gift of a brother who comforts me, loves me, and teaches me new things. I am also thankful for the gift of life here on this Earth as well as my eternal life in Christ Jesus.

What gifts has God unwrapped or revealed to you? Link up with Emily at Chatting at the Sky for Tuesdays Unwrapped and be sure to leave a comment below.

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