A Pleasant Mistake

I made a pleasant mistake.

My mistakes are usually not pleasant and are too frequent, but this one turned out well.

It was a typo.

I was typing the phrase, "I trust in you," to God in a journal I keep. I usually hand-write journal entries but since I spend so much time on my laptop I type some there.

I write ‘I trust in you’ in it a lot. But this time, instead of ‘I trust in you’ I accidentally typed ‘I tryst in you.’

I rushed to delete it and go on. But then I paused. I liked it.

I looked up “tryst” to make sure it meant what I thought it meant. I didn’t want to pull an evil, “You keep using that word—I do not think it means what you think it means.”

But no—it means what I think it means: a private, planned romantic rendezvous between lovers. An appointment to meet at a certain time and place, made especially by lovers.

It’s time together, delightfully so.

And tryst is related to the word engagement—like when you plan a time to meet or, as we all know, you set a time to marry.

That was my happy mistake. Divine serendipity made it more clear to me that to trust in God, my father, and to have faith in Jesus, my savior, we have to have our frequent trysts.

So Lord, I tryst in you. Help me tryst faithfully and with true delight.

And maybe, some-how-or-another, that says something about Christmas. I make mistakes, but God planned the way we can have our tryst.