I am linking up for the Five Minute Friday. The FMF is hosted by Kate Motaung on her blog Heading Home. Today’s prompt is “surprise”!
Have you ever thrown a surprise party for someone or had someone surprise you with a party? My mom and my sister thought they were pretty sneaky when I turned 16, but they aren’t as sneaky as they thought they were.
I knew they were up to something. And then one day, at school, my suspicions were confirmed. In the lunch room, each class had their own tables. I got up after finishing my lunch to dispose of my lunch tray. As I was leaving the lunchroom, I saw my little sister get up from her table and walk over to my class’s table. She was inviting all of the girls to my surprise sweet 16 birthday party. I smiled to myself but didn’t let her or anyone know that I was pretty sure they were up to something.
The day of my birthday, I wasn’t one hundred percent sure, but I was 97 percent sure they were up to something. When we pulled up to my mom’s house, there really weren’t many cars parked around her house. So I thought to myself, maybe they decided not to throw a party. We got out of the car and my sister and I walked up to the door. I knocked and walked inside. Almost all of the girls from my class jumped out and yelled “Surprise.” Apparently they had all parked their cars in the alley and a block away so I wouldn’t be suspicious. It was a fun party to celebrate with my classmates and friends. I opened the gifts they gave me. We ate cake and ice cream. It was a joy filled day that made my 16th birthday that much sweeter!
Surprises are usually good, but sometimes surprises aren’t so great when they are surprises we don’t particularly like or want. Yet God has a way of surprising us with his amazing grace, mercy, and love. This week, God surprised me when another friend asked if he could pray for me after I said I was praying for him as part of my Lenten discipline. The next day, this friend messaged and me sharing the words “eight weeks.” He also shared that he had never had this happen before when praying and felt silly sharing it with me, but needed to share it with me. So apparently eight weeks for God to surprise me again by answering the prayers I have been continually asking for myself.
I don’t know about you, but I like the good surprises: the ones that startle us and cause us to remember the blessings we have been given in life; surprises that remind us that God is the ultimate surprise giver!