So often, we beat ourselves up by wondering “Did I make the right decision?”
But what if I told you that was the wrong question to ask?
I’m not saying we should live our lives callously, throwing caution to the wind because a gracious God always comes to the rescue… what I am saying is perhaps, what matters more is how we make sense of the decisions we make and have made, instead of living life in constant frustration or regret.
*This was inspired by a missionary doctor who told me last week never to return to Africa again to serve because of his poor experiences there. It reminded me of the year we served in Uganda, when all my hard work was lost after my Ugandan colleague whom I’d been colaboring with for ten months, died suddenly in childbirth.
The week before, she’d said to me, “Dr Wai, you and me- together, we can change healthcare in Uganda!” Three days later, she, and everything we’d striven together for, was gone.
Years later, as I healed from that traumatic experience, I received a vision from God- of a pearl necklace He’d placed on me. He told me that for every Pearl of suffering I’d endured, He’d strung them together as a treasure of far greater value than I had ever imagined, and had used my hardships to adorn me with character and grace.
Nothing was wasted.
In the same way, I hope you’ll always know- that all your “wrong” choices or decisions you doubted or regretted, are never too far for God to restore and ultimately, redeem.