It’s been said that if you want to make God laugh, tell him about your future plans. We are trapped in the present, with no possibility of seeing exactly what is coming, and for God who exists outside of time, He has a better sense of what our lives look like. So, when we get our hopes up for what we think is coming, or have certain expectations for our day, it can sometimes be quite foolish of us to think we know for sure what’s coming, which sometimes comes in the form of overwhelming, crushing, disappointment.
Take this past Monday, for example. With the beginning of a three-day week for me, things were looking good, I had several big plans for some great ideas in motion, and I was hoping to see those plans move forward on this day.
First, I had emailed a great technology idea to my new tech director last week, but hadn’t heard from him since. Being time sensitive material, I approached him when I happened to run into him in the hallway. Since we hadn’t yet met face to face, I introduced myself and asked him if he had a chance to read my email. Not remembering what I wrote, I refreshed his memory only to see a look of horror come across his face with the realization that he had ignored me. (He suddenly recalled how sick he had been last week and was unable to answer his emails.) After a moment of me talking, with him trying to get away as quickly as possible, I came to realize that he had no intention of following through with my idea.
Shortly afterwards, an examination of my first paycheck revealed some discrepancies not in my favor, and of course, no one was answering the phone over at payroll.
Next, I received an email I had been waiting for regarding a school program I had been working on for the last three years, something near to my heart. I was bringing in a guest speaker I had met a while back, someone who impressed me with his take on teenage depression and suicide. It was a message our student body desperately needed to hear given the events of the past few years. Things had been falling into place, until I got the email from my principal who wrote that not only was an influential parent organization not supporting the program financially, they were opposed to it. As such, we were going to have to move to cancel it.
Of course, I received this news on my way to a wake, where what was supposed to be a five-minute visit turned into almost two hours because of the line. And if you’ve had the kind of day I had, you’ll know that a funeral home isn’t exactly the cure for depression and disappointment.
To add insult to injury, as I got home and got the mail, I found a jury duty notice waiting for my signature.
Life can be pretty cruel sometimes, never letting up even when you’re down. Just when you think you can’t take any more kicks in the stomach, another is waiting for you around the corner, and the road to total defeat is a slippery slope. In fact, psychologists have identified what they call the wedge of disappoint, consisting of the following five D’s:Mapped out like a triangle, when we allow each one into our mind, it wedges the door open a little more for the next one, which if we allow it to, eventually opens us up wide enough to allow for utter defeat. So how do we recover in the face of soul-crushing disappointment, avoiding the trap that leads to defeat? Our answer lies in Moses.
Having grown up in royalty, Moses had been given great privilege and opportunity by the pharaoh’s daughter. His future looked promising, but when he witnessed an Egyptian man beating a Hebrew, he acted to stop it. “Looking this way and that and seeing no one, he killed the Egyptian and hid him in the sand…When Pharaoh heard of this, he tried to kill Moses, but Moses fled from Pharaoh and went to live in Midian” (Exodus 2.12, 15). In a moment, Moses lost everything he had been accustomed to for his entire life, a disappointment to say the least. He could have spent years wallowing in pity over the life he lost, letting it consistently haunt him at every turn. Instead, he saw this as a new chapter in his life, one which included meeting his wife Zipporah and having a child, speaking directly with God and receiving His commandments, and leading a nation to the promised land. He embraced his disappointment not as defeat but as a sign of the next part of his life. He knew God had a plan that He couldn’t see, so losing his privileged life might have been immediately crushing, but through time, patience, and resting in the knowledge that God would take care of him, Moses became hopeful.
Disappointment is common to us all. When it happens, we shouldn’t try to shut it down, but instead allow it to run its course to the point that it leads to what comes next in our lives. For myself, I let that banner day end in disappointment, along with some discouragement, but when I awoke the next day, through prayer, meditation, and a little encouragement from my wife, I experienced a renewing of my mind and spirit in preparation for the new day. I could have easily moved on to being disillusioned with the people from the previous day, but instead I chose to be open-minded as to what comes next, which wedged open my mind not towards defeat but towards hope. Allowing the cycle to progress creates bitterness, resentment, and pessimism towards the world and others, yet if we can stop the cycle from progressing towards a damaging outlook on life, we can remain hopeful and open to what God has next for us. With His help and the passing of time, we can keep the door open for God’s promises and plan through a healthy approach to disappointment, bringing us joy and peace in our lives, drawing us closer to Him. Amen.