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I often hear the phrase “In God’s Time.” Sometimes, I actually get mad when I hear those words. Why can’t answers come now! What I am finally learning is that things do happen in God’s time…not in my time. I am an “instant” kind of person. I want a pill to make me “well” immediately. When allergy season comes, give me the shot…I don’t have time for all this nose-running, eye-itching, throat-hurting mess…why do I think anyone has time for the trials of their life. I am a blessed person. Sure, I have had major heartache and disappointment in my life…but God has never left me. Even in the worst of times, He has stood firm. Now, I have not always stood firm, but He has.
As most of you know, our family deals constantly with a situation concerning my two oldest grandsons that live in Florida. I think I’ve done enough praying about that “situation” that everything should be healed. But what is healing? I view healing is almost getting “my” way. Dickey is traveling to Florida Thursday to participate in my oldest grandson’s 8th grade graduation on Friday, which is a big deal at his school. No extra tickets are available for Dickey’s wife and small child to attend. (only 2 per family). Even with plans to make this long-distance trip, Dickey was not even going to get to see his children or spend any time with them. I have prayed for a window of opportunity to open…and finally, I just learned he will be allowed to have dinner Friday night with the graduate and possibly attend a baseball game of the middle son. I have fallen to my knees in thanksgiving. I truly believe this has been in God’s time.
When I become discouraged in life because something has or has not happened, I must remind myself in God’s time. I realize now, things I prayed for in the past and did not receive were probably God’s way of protecting me from greater hurt and loss. No, I will never understand why my child had to die. I’ll never understand why my husband of only 9 months died. I’ll never understand why there is so much evil in the world…the list goes on and on. But, what I do understand is God’s love for His children.
Hold in your heart “in God’s time.”
Sue the prez
