A friend of mine posted some pictures on Facebook today, and the caption along with one of the pictures said something like “I’m living the life I once prayed for.”
This is so true for me. I vividly remember my middle school self sitting on my bedroom floor, my back against my white iron daybed, holding my Bible in my lap. It was a white KJV, and I had a hard time understanding what I was reading. It was always clear to me, though, that I would be ok. That my prayers for a nice life one day with a good husband and kids and a home would all be answered. I just knew it in my heart, and I know now that God was with me every step of the way.
Now here I am, living the life I prayed for 25 years ago, and now I find myself often wondering, “And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this?” (Esther 4:14b, ESV) I know that these words were spoken to Esther when she was faced with saving the Jewish race, but I can’t help but feel that God also means them for me.
The reminder that I am living the days that I once prayed for gives me new perspective. The mundane days full of teaching and cleaning and cooking and laundry don’t seem so unimportant. God put me right here where I am for a specific purpose and this is my “such a time.”