August

Charis Corner: Stories of Grace in a Broken World

By Kari Mahara

“I didn’t make a mistake,” God says.

My eyes widen. My mouth drops open. I’m ready to argue. I’m ready to spell it out for Him. “You’re wrong,” I whisper. Though the words escape my lips, we both recognize what they are—a lie.

His words open my eyes. Bathe my world in a new light. A sunrise erases the pain from my past—transforming the dark deeds to pastel perfection.

 I never made the right friends. I was never good enough to be “popular.” What friends I did have hurt me with their lies and rejection.

But you learned how to be a good friend. These trials made you trustworthy, loyal, and free of idle drama.

I married so young, inexperienced with the world and its responsibilities.

You both entered your marriage pure and righteous. Your commitment to each other has never faltered. Every difficult circumstance has made your marriage stronger and your love more devoted.

But twins, God? Seriously?

You already know my answer.

I grow silent. I do know the answer. My greatest blessing so far. How do I argue with that? Why would I want to? But I can’t stop myself.

My next question is a whisper. And this new dream? This isn’t a mistake?

I know the plans I have for you—plans to prosper you, not to harm you. I work all things for your good. Because you love me. I will never leave you, nor forsake you. I will take hold of your hand.  You are mine. Now, go! I will help you.

I don’t make mistakes.

Jeremiah 29:11

Romans 8:28

Joshua 1:5b

Isaiah 42:6, 43:1

Exodus 6:12