“But when the right time came, God sent his Son, born of a woman,
subject to the law.” Galatians 4:4
“The right time,” is a profound
indicator of the ways of God. The work He does in, through and to our lives
always happens at the right time. The work He did before we breathed was also
done at the right time, laying a foundation for our existence; laying a
foundation for our life with Jesus.
Our mortality makes it hard to
be patient. Our mortality makes it hard to wait, to rest and to trust in God’s
timing. At least, that’s been my experience. I want things to happen yesterday!
God has been so generous in
healing my broken spirit that I find myself praying He would take care of the
last vestiges of PTSD. It would be a wondrous day when the anxiety finally vanishes
once and for all instead of merely taking a holiday. So, Lord, now would be a good time!
And isn’t this the crux of the
matter: learning how to adapt and align my time to God’s time?
But then, God doesn’t hand me a
schedule like the one I have for work hanging on the fridge. (Smile.) Can you
imagine?
“God, let me get my datebook.
Hmmm, let’s see… We can meet a week Thursday at two o’clock to take care of this
anxiety business. I’ll pencil You in.” (LOL)
Many a jest has its foundation
in truth!
We are creatures of schedule,
of timetables and milestones; tangible delineations of our daily life broken
down into appointments, routine, habit and cultural practices. Trying to wrap
our heads around the timelessness of God is a stretch. Trying to understand
that deep within God’s timelessness resides perfect timing is a paradox of
beautiful, awesome, wonderful mystery that is inherent to the nature of God.
I mentioned earlier about
aligning and adapting my time to God’s time. That’s a backwards way of thinking
about all this. By surrendering my life to
Jesus, I have already cast aside the
restrictions of a clock.
Now, if only I could lose the
impatience…(smile.)
Lord, let Your peace flood my
soul! In Jesus name I pray. AMEN!
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