Years ago I decided to leave my job and home in GA. and head for AL. in search of a better life. I handed in my resignation and contacted a friend in AL with which I would live until I could find a job and an apartment of my own. I was very excited and had everything worked out when my friend called and informed me that her husband (she was separated) had decided to return home and I could no longer stay at her place. Since I didn’t have any place to stay, I took back my resignation (luckily they hadn’t found a replacement for me yet) and decided I had no choice but to stay put where I was.

I was feeling depressed and disappointed at having failed to make my move, not understanding at the time that things have a way of working out for the best.

Years later I did finally move to AL and within one month I had met a married a wonderful man—the love of my life. I discovered that at the time I had been planning years earlier to make my move, he had been living in Ohio and had just recently moved back to AL. Had I made the move years earlier, as I had intended, I would never have met him .

I understood while reflecting on this occurrence that many things have happened to me that at first I thought were the worst things in the world, or a failure of mine which later, I discovered turned out to be the best things that ever happened to me.

We cannot see the future or all the aspects of our lives which is where faith comes in. If we do our best and make all the arrangements possible to make our dreams come true and they don’t, then maybe it’s not that the dream is wrong for us—maybe it’s just the timing’s not quite right.