Right Place, Right Time

Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong era.

I would have liked to be a medieval princess in a castle – but not bathing, washing my hair or shaving frequently, never mind the absence of modern plumbing, electricity or libraries – makes me admit I would not have coped very well. And it’s far more likely I would have been a serf working the fields instead of a princess in a castle.

Then I think it might have been nice to live in Regency England – Jane Austen’s fault. I like the fashions, but again, the lack of modern conveniences as well as women not having the vote, mean I probably wouldn’t enjoy it as much I think.

The Fifties seem like fun, or perhaps I’ve just watched Grease too many times. The Sixties, too. But I wouldn’t have been free to date, let alone marry my husband. Hello, apartheid.

Right Place, Right Time

My daughters have been learning about Esther at Children’s Church this month. And I have had this verse on my heart for weeks:

And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this? (Esther 4:14)

There is a lot of negativity in South Africa at the moment. Several of my friends are considering or have already emigrated. I wrote here why we’re not going anywhere. I believe God placed us here, now, for a reason. He has a greater plan that we may never understand, and I’m okay with that because, as I’m learning more and more each day, it’s not about me.

But this isn’t a post about emigrating or not. What I’m saying today is that who you are, where you are, even the time that you are living in, is not a random accident. God is working, though you may not even be aware of it.

Perhaps the person you spoke kindly to this morning has a more positive outlook for the day than they would have otherwise had.

Perhaps the person you gave R5 to at the traffic light needed just that amount to be able to buy a loaf of bread for his family.

Perhaps the trauma you have experienced has equipped you to help someone who has just experienced the same thing.

Perhaps the children driving you nuts will one day become doctors or teachers or missionaries.

Perhaps you are the only person who has smiled at the supermarket cashier today.

You may think God has no use for you, that you have no greater purpose other than your role as mother, father, street sweeper – That’s not true. Your life has meaning.

You were not born in the wrong era, in the wrong body, in the wrong skin colour. You were handcrafted by God, you are his masterpiece, created in his image, for his glory.

For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus, to do the good works which he prepared in advance for us to do. (Ephesians 2:10)

I love that verse, the confirmation that God created me to do something good. I don’t have to have a high-paying, world-changing career. I can be just a wife, just a mom, just a friend – I can be exactly who I am – and have as much impact for the kingdom of God as a preacher or missionary.

Whoever you are, wherever you are: you are exactly who and where God can use you today.

Have you ever felt that you would rather be someone else or live in a different time or place?

This post was shared at Grace & Truth.

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