“And we know that God works all things together for the good of those who love Him,”
I pushed my hands together and bowed my head in prayer. “Dear God, some of the decisions I made in the past created challenging consequences for my life. I’ve got some regrets,” I confessed. I sat quietly and waited for God’s reply.
“When you made the decisions, did you feel that they were the best at the time?” He asked.
“Yes. Of course,” I answered.
“Did you learn anything from the decisions?” He questioned.
“Yes,” I replied.
“What did you learn?”
I told God about the lessons I had learned “the hard way.” When I was done, God said, “You learned quite a lot.” I nodded my head. “Are you a better person for having learned those lessons?”
“Of course!” I said.
“So tell me, what was the biggest lesson you learned from your regrets?” God asked.
I pondered the question for a few moments. “The biggest lesson I learned was to trust you more,” I answered honestly.
“Then the decisions that you regret ultimately worked out to the good!” God exclaimed.
“I hadn’t thought of it that way,” I said. “Thank you for pointing that out.”
“Anytime,” God replied. “Come on, let’s go for a walk,” He suggested. I tugged on my boots and leashed Shakespeare. The three of us tumbled out the door together; out into the sharp chill of the winter morning. My steps haven’t felt that light in a long time.