The Weather Man?

So, as many of you know, I live in Southern California. Land of the beautiful people, where the freaks and celebrities play. Where it's loud and overcrowded, and you are judged  continuously by random strangers, and where the sun is always shinning.  We don't have four seasons, we have two: "OH DEAR LORD IT IS COLD!!!" (which is, like, 60 degrees) and when the sun decides to drop-kick you in the face with scorching dry heat (like 95-110).  Seasons like "spring" and "fall" don't really exist; they are more like the two weeks of transitional periods.  The transitional phase is my favorite, because it isn't hot yet but it isn't cold; a perfect 75-80.  Many of you have said to me, "You live in the most desired place in the entire US! How can you complain about it?"


Well...it's quite easy to, actually.... just like how it is easy to complain about anything you can think of. For example: weather.


Just recently, the weather has been driving me crazy! Its raining a few days, then it is nice, then it is a terrible 95 degrees for three days, then it is humid as all get out, and now it is raining again. And this is all within 10 days. Seriously?! It is hard enough for a girl to figure out and plan what she will be wearing, but this is nuts! It ruins plans, it makes life a little harder, and it makes one's day turn completely around. So what do we do?


We complain.


I was complaining last night to God about the weather. I told Him how much I hated humidity, and that this isn't normal California weather. I told Him how difficult it was for me figure out what to wear for the next few days because I need to plan these kind of things out. I told Him that the weather man said it was supposed to rain that day, but instead it was 85 and humid which made me very upset because the weather did not match what he had told us and that it should match what he tells us because he is the weather man....


The weather man?...


Ever had those moments in which you say something with all seriousness, and the moment it leaves your mouth, you realize how stupid you sounded? Then you cross your fingers in hopes that no one will catch what you said or will completely ignore it to make you feel a little better? Yea, that was that moment for me. Only, I wanted to pull an Adam-and-Eve thing and try to hide from God.


The weather man?


As I was kneeling at the side of my bed, I felt like God was giving me that look your friends give you when you say something that proves you are the most unintelligent person in the world.  All I could utter up was a mere "(heh) You know I didn't mean it like that..."
"What did you mean?"


Oh boy....


"Uhhh.... I was just saying how frustrated I was about the weather being different than what I was expecting."  
"So the weather man isn't so great, is he?"
"Uh....no?"
"No?"
"No. Definitely not."
"Exactly. I am the Author of your circumstances, so why do you complain?"


....Why do we complain? Why do I complain? As I sat there thinking about that, I realized that I complain because things do not go according to what I want to have happen; they don't go according to the plans that I have created to go through my day. I plan my clothes because I travel between houses, and try to make sure I am ready for the week, so when the weather is not what I was expecting, I become frustrated and begin complaining.  I complain about homework because, well, who in their right mind likes to do homework? I complain about grades because I plan to do better than what I received, but it never turned out that way. I complain about birds because they decide to relieve themselves on my newly washed car which I plan to keep relatively clean for as long as I can. 


I complain because the plans that I have made don't end up working the way I want them to.


So I let that ruin my day? My week? 


Take joy! Things do not go as planned, but the Lord never stops turning our evil mistakes and results into something that is beautiful and glorifying to Him! In His presence, there is joy and peace! Things do not turn out as well as we hope, but does that mean that God doesn't turn those things into good? Who are we to complain about the failures of OUR PLANS to the God who told us not to make those plans in the first place! We are to trust in Him for EVERYTHING!!!!!!!  


Come on people, things happen! The weather is out of any of our control, and technology does its own thing, which can totally suck.  But don't let those things take away the Joy that has been promised to you by our loving Heavenly Father.  

Although the sorrow may last for the night,

His Joy comes with the morning!!!!

Psalm 118: 24,  Philippians 3:13-14