I’m sitting in a barn, on a lumpy sofa, writing a blog. It’s a rare occasion that I ever blog but I guess Hannah’s every-present influence over the past few days has re-kindled the old flame so to speak.
Over the past couple of weeks, I have learnt a number of things, but perhaps most important is that nothing happens by chance or luck or whatever you want to call it. Don’t get me wrong, I knew this already, but the last few weeks have really re-iterated this in my mind. And it’s an amazing thing really, that God is behind every little thing that happens. For example, on Tuesday, I got my GCSE results, and whilst the majority of my friends/peers/acquaintances were stressing out, I was only excited at the prospect of finding out rather than nervous. For I knew, whatever I got, god was behind it; God had planned it and God would fit it into his plan for me.
And so, my title, which I chose at the time because I really didn’t know what to write, is rather fitting because I don’t know, I don’t know anything that will happen in my life, what I will do, where I will live etc. But the great thing is, God does, and that is far more comforting than it being down to luck.