Timing is everything. Recently, a friend applied for a job that she really wanted, and didn’t get the position. She was angry and frustrated, and, in a rather plaintive kind of way, wondered why God wasn’t recognizing that she was trying so hard. The very next day she heard from another business to which she’d applied. While the company hasn’t directly hired her yet, it sounds promising. I’m hoping that it was the second job that God intended for her.
When I look back on various events in my life, I can now see an orchestration of events that would never have worked at other times in my life. God’s timing is not our timing.
I have been reflecting on faith and doubt and trust. I am encouraged by such words as those in Matthew 17:20 – that if I have faith the size of a mustard seed, I shall be able to move mountains. I often worry that my faith is smaller still! But then, when I reflect on how certain events have occurred in my life, I have to believe they were totally intended to happen at those moments in time, and I am awed.
I remember having had a similar reaction when I studied massage therapy. Science has never been one of my stronger subjects, yet as I read a basically abbreviated version of how intricately the body’s actions and reactions are balanced, I marveled at what a complex entity the human body is! When I further think of the very many people who are in this world, each one different from the other, each one unique with thoughts peculiar to only that one individual, I cannot fathom how there are some individuals out there who do not believe in God. Who else could have produced such magnificence?
Perhaps my faith is growing a little. I don’t think that ten years ago I would have looked back and been able to God’s work in my life. Now, I wonder who I will meet or what I might do each day that will bring either me, or someone else, closer to God. Having recognized His handiwork on more than one occasion, I know He is there…it’s just that His timing is not always my timing.