Whatever Comes Next

Sometimes in the midst of chaos and turmoil in life, things just seem to work out for the best. A few weeks ago, my husband and I left town to visit family. Our lemon of a truck had been threatening to blow its transmission for a while, but it was holding fast, so we took a chance with it on the highway.

As can be expected with that introduction, the truck broke down. We were stranded a few blocks from my sister’s house. We managed to get it back to her house, but it was certainly not going to take the highway.

My husband and I just sat in silence. We were at a loss of what to do. Both of us had to work the next morning. As it turns out, my brother-in-law works at his family’s car dealership. We decided it was time to bite the bullet and take out a car loan. So we stayed another night and rode with him to the dealership the next morning.

On his lot was the truck we had been looking for when we bought The Lemon. Our sad saga has a happy ending. We now have a more reliable truck. It all worked out for us. Fate. God. Whatever you feel comfortable calling it. God was watching out for us.

It’s easy to play the victim. To believe that the world is against you and nothing will ever go right. But when you give in to that temptation, you set yourself up to fail. And let’s face it, in America, we have it very well compared to other countries. Some of our complaints are ridiculous in the grand scheme of life. I believe they call it “First World Problems.”

Anyway, no one can win them all. But failure doesn’t define us. What defines us is how (or if) we dust ourselves off and limp back into the fray. Our favorite heroes in books and movies don’t give in after failure. Those are the types of people we root for because those are the types of people we all wish we could be. And we can. It’s just a shift in mindset.

When a wrong has been done to us, we can claim to be the victim and wallow in it or we can shake it off and move on in the best way we know how. Opportunities will work out if they are really meant for us. That truck was waiting for us. We didn’t just settle for it. It was our truck before we even pulled into that car lot.

Now I don’t believe our entire life is ordained to play out in a nice, neat order of steps. I believe we have the free will to change it. Our choices affect the outcome. But if something is truly meant for us, it will find its way to us, even if it has to come through the back alley. Let’s hope we have the sense to accept it when it does.

As the saying goes, “It’ll all come out in the wash.”

Right now, there are a lot of uncertainties in my life. With uncertainty comes opportunity. But even opportunity can be a little scary. There is something to be said for people who jump out of the box that society places them in. They refuse to get too comfortable. That cozy box can easily make one fearful of all that lay in wait outside.

It’s not easy to step out of your comfort zone, but after you’ve been out of the box enough times, it starts to get a little less scary. Sometimes it surprises me how the smallest thing can make me so nervous while something much more vast in scale is just a shrug of the shoulders. I swear, it’s all in our heads, this madness.

I’m ready for the next uncertainty. Scary as it is, I believe the benefits will outweigh the fears. I am ready. I won’t lie and say I’m not nervous. But I am ready for whatever comes next.