About this time last month, I was wrestling with a tough decision. I was offered a job at a summer camp on the other side of the country, and I really, really wanted it. But after talking with my parents, I realized that I would have to give up this opportunity. It hurt me to decide against it, and I wondered why I was ever offered the opportunity for it to just vanish. Now, a month later, I can say that I know at least a little bit why this wasn’t the summer for me to work at camp.
Almost two weeks ago, I fainted in class. It was a scary situation, and it lead to more health problems. I was confined to my bed for the remainder of the week, and I was completely miserable. I was so miserable that I came home from school to see my doctor and rest under the care of my parents. The day before I left to go home, the doctor I visited down at school thought that I had a problem with my thyroid. That was also a huge reason that I went home, so that my doctor could check up on this. After three doctor appointments in seven days, it was determined that I needed to see a specialist. As much as I wasn’t looking forward to another doctor appointment, this was the most beneficial appointment I had been to. I was given medication and a lot of follow-up instructions to make sure that my condition didn’t get worse.
That sounds pretty dismal, and trust me, right now it kind of is. But I had a realization the other night when I was trying to think (unfortunately, feeling scatterbrained is a symptom of my illness). God knew that this was going to happen to me. He also knew that about a month before, I was going to have to turn down an opportunity that I really wanted. Coincidence? I don’t think so. God knew what was going on all along. Unfortunately for me, it may not be what I would’ve wanted, but everything happens for a reason.
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