God, Are You Sure You Don't Mess Up?

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Welcome to another post with me, Kit on The Page Flippers! I've been super busy at school lately but
I decided to sit down and write a blog post for today. It's not really on books, this is more of a life post,
and I hope it speaks to someone out there.

 Early yesterday, I was listening to some music on my phone. I had a country music playlist shuffling,
and came across a song by an artist I used to listen to when I was younger. His name is Hunter Hayes
and the new song of his I'm talking about is called Dear God. I'll insert a link to the lyrics, which I suggest
you read first, and if you want to, go ahead and listen to the song!

The first few lines go on to depict the singer drinking as they 'count their sins' and then the chorus goes something like this.
“You made a man this fragile
You made a heart that can break
You showed me the road less traveled
For when I'm gonna run away
You made me love so hard
When everything I love just leaves
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with me?
And why does my life have to hurt so much?
Why can't I find any piece of love?
And why do I feel like I'm not enough?
Dear God, are you sure that you don't mess up?”

Right off the bat, there are two things I want to say. 1)I do not condone getting drunk for any reason, even if it is despair over our mistakes as stated in the song. ( For reference- Ephesians 5:18 “Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life. Instead, be filled with the Holy Spirit”) 2) These lyrics are really raw and from the hard and just so true in some points.

  If you go back a few posts, you’ll remember this past year had some heartache in it for me. I lost relationships and was hurt. I remember in those times pleading with God to fix whatever was wrong with me. To fix my life. Something had to be wrong, because things weren’t working out the way I wanted to. My heart hurt. My eyes were full of tears. I felt like I was not living the life I was supposed to be living. Inadvertently, I did what the author of this song did. I questioned God, wondering if maybe He had made a mistake.

  The song goes on with the author repeating the chorus and later on admitting to God that he knows God never messes up, but that sometimes he (the author) is hard to teach. Once again, I’d like to point out there are a few things I do not agree with. First off, cursing God’s name is never okay, no matter how angry we are. Second of all, there’s a curse word I do not agree with using due to my personal convictions as a Christian. Moving on however, the core of what I want to talk about lies in “Dear God, are you sure you don’t mess up?”  

  The answer is no. God does not mess up. Every step you take, every breath you breath, every time you blink, every minute, hour and day is His plan. Every trial, every heartbreak, every storm is accounted for in His eyes. Every time you stumble, He knows, every time you sin He is there. Every tear, laugh, smile, scowl He sees. You are not a mistake. This life you live is not a mistake. He did not mess up.
  
     The year I spent with the two friends who hurt me was planned by Him. The fallout was mapped out by Him. My pain and my healing was His to guide me through. It might seem horrible, to think that a loving God would allow this but looking back, I notice how little it was in the grand scheme. I see the results in my everyday life. I’m stronger. I’m learning to cope with anger. I’m learning to be there for my other friends. I’m forced to expand my circle of friends, and meet new amazing people. He taught me how to hurt, and rather than cover my wound, he taught me to let it heal openly.

       I have yet to meet a Christian who hasn’t at some point questioned God’s plan. It’s natural. It’s human. But the last few lines of the song go on to say that the author knows God does not mess up. And that’s what we have to cling to. Remember. Remember you are His. Remember you are a child, His perfect creation. Remember He does not mess up. Remember that this life you live is a story he wrote perfectly for you, with a happy ending unlike anything you could imagine.
       
     This was a bit of a heavy topic for a late night post, but I truly felt like it needed to be shared. Please comment on Instagram or on the blog page! Much love!
          -Kit Heart💝


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