Morning failure is afternoon success

On Saturday we tried to do a few different projects.  All failed due to lack of resources in one way or another.  So sitting at the house with half the day to go we decided to visit an orphanage we drive by every day.

Jake went inside and asked if we could play with the kids and got the go ahead.  We were surprised to see that in the play area only 3 kids were home because the other 7 were out playing with friends.  After a while the remaining kids got home and were very excited to play with the visitors.  Sadly, one of the younger boys we played with at first now felt left out and I found him off by himself very sad and crying a little.  With very little common language between us, I extended my hand and invited him to play with me. As it turned out, he just needed to be held.  Minutes later he was asleep in my arms.  I decided if that's what he needed in that moment, I would give it to him.  I spent the rest of our time there just holding him.  Not what we planned but exactly what was supposed to happen.

Sometimes when we think the day we planned is not a success, God calls us to an unplanned task which He calls successful because it was His plan all along.