October 29, 2015

Elisabeth Elliot, a Christian missionary and author, once wrote of life’s “blessed inconveniences,” (A Path Through Suffering, 1990, Ch. 7). However, as a parent, a former teacher, and an events coordinator, I tend to prefer the phrase, “just so.” And yet, I am learning to love the ways in which God continues to stretch and refine me through those “blessed inconveniences.”

Ten years ago, a day like today might have sent me to the proverbial “loony bin.” In typical Trinitas fashion we scheduled event upon event with the grand intention of every aspect running like a well-oiled machine. The plans were flawless: music lessons in the Grand Hall from 8:00 to 10:30; the fifth grade Thanksgiving feast to be held outside from 10:30 to 12:30; the Hillsdale college recruiter luncheon in the Grand Hall from 11:30 to 12:30 while the remaining Logic students ate outside; and all of this while concurrent P.E. classes finished up on the field with everyone pitching in to clean up at the end. That, of course, was before the rain landed with an authoritative crash in the middle of the outdoor Thanksgiving feast!

The flurry of activity that followed was outstanding as parents and students rushed to get decorations inside while the Grammar school lunch was just getting started in the Grand Hall. P.E. students stopped what they were doing as protective umbrellas suddenly opened in parents’ hands. Walls were erected on stage to give the fifth graders some semblance of privacy (not to mention an atmosphere somewhat akin to the actual Thanksgiving feast they were recreating). Logic students divided up into open classrooms since the Grand Hall was otherwise engaged.

With so many unexpected twists and turns, one might expect to have heard grumbling in the halls. But that was not the case. Everywhere I turned there were smiles and laughter; students expressed a genuine desire to please God in the circumstances He had ordained for the day. It was a joyful and beautiful reminder that in the midst of such “blessed inconveniences” I must let go of my own designs so that God’s plans might shine forth.

Kris Johnson