Last Sunday's experiences of worship and friendship were every bit the blessing I had hoped and expected. I don't end up with that feeling every time I feel God is orchestrating things. I accept it as an amazing gift of peace and joy when it happens.
It also confirms what I think but sometimes forget: Doing good or right things won't always lead to the desired result, but do the good or right thing anyway. Eventually, I will see where it fits into a blessing.