Leave the Timing to God

“How does that concern of yours involve me?
My hour has not yet come.”

From John 2:4

“Timing is everything,” so they say…

I’ve often scratched my head while entering a particular place at a particular time wondering why I was there. Though uncertain of my purpose, I’ve continued on, full speed ahead. More often than not, as these encounters unfolded, I realized that I was precisely where I was meant to be. On a few occasions, I’ve met someone who became a friend. At other times, I’ve chatted with someone just long enough to be of help. I’ve even simply enjoyed myself unexpectedly only to leave fully rejuvenated as a result. Some of these encounters have transformed a fleeting interest into a long-term commitment.

A lifetime of such serendipitous adventures has convinced me there aren’t many coincidences. I simply can’t accept that our lives are lived at the mercy of chance. Now, when I find myself questioning my involvement with the people who cross my path or tasks which seem to demand my attention for no good reason, I don’t have to wait long for an explanation. God has made an art of providing me and all of us opportunities to serve and to be served. Somehow, we’re all given chance after chance to be our best in the ways we’re needed most. When we embrace those opportunities, we’ll make life better for someone else and for ourselves.

Dear God, thank you for this life. Though I am never quite sure of where I am headed, you always know what lies before me.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Changing Time?

A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to tear down, and a time to build.

Ecclesiastes 3:3

Change is difficult for me, especially when my established routines prove to be helpful to all concerned. “Why change what is working?” I ask myself.

The problem is that I don’t always evaluate what “working” actually means. Is the status quo simply maintaining my peace of mind or is something positive actually being accomplished? Is adhering to what I am used to adding to the quality of my life and the lives of those around me or is it allowing a musty fog to blur the wonder left to discover? Even when I answer these questions honestly for myself, my responses don’t always agree with those around me. Then what?

Change is difficult for me. Still, discarding a bit of what I’m used to may bring new life to my sometimes stunted spirit. Because change is difficult for me, I’ll consult with my God who never changes along the way…

Loving God, give me the courage to let go of my routines and to embrace the opportunities which lie ahead. Be with me as I muster the courage to take that first step.

©2018 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

It’s Time

“My hour has not yet come.”
From John 2:4

“Timing is everything,” so they say…

I have often scratched my head while entering a particular place at a particular time and wondered why I was there. More often than not, as these encounters unfolded, I realized that I was precisely where I was meant to be. Perhaps I met someone who became a good friend or I chatted with someone just long enough to be of help. Perhaps I simply enjoyed myself unexpectedly and left rejuvenated as a result. Sometimes, these encounters have transformed a fleeting interest into a long-term commitment.

A lifetime of these serendipitous adventures has convinced me there aren’t many coincidences and that life isn’t lived at the mercy of chance. When I find myself questioning my involvement with the people who cross my path or tasks which seem to demand my attention, I don’t have to wait long for an explanation. God has made an art of using me and all of us where we are needed most.

Dear God, thank you for this life. Though I am never quite sure of where I am headed, your well-timed plans always unfold perfectly.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved