In His Time

In the movie Roots I first heard the quote,  “God may not always come when you expect Him, but He is always precisely on time.”

That is a comforting thought.

In the Bible, in the book of Ecclesiastes, we find a large portion devoted to explaining that there is a time for everything: A time to laugh; a time to cry. A time for war; a time for peace. A time to be born; a time to die . . .

I had a lot of plans for this week, but they turned out to be untimely.

It was someone’s time to die.

I could say a lot of things about memories of this man, about how strong, dedicated, gentle, creative, funny, and family-loving he was. And that he always thought I was pretty.

But to me, the most important thing about him was that he cooperated with God to engender the baby boy who grew up to be my husband. And then went on to train him firmly in the ways of manhood.

I have benefited so much from this man who is now gone.

No one naturally feels comfortable around death. Many mourn. So we are uncomfortable and we mourn. We don’t like it at all because we were programmed to love life. Life is our default program.

We hold our beloved dying ones as close as possible for as long as possible. Then it’s time. And we cannot hold on to them anymore.

To every thing there is a season and a time for every purpose under the heavens.

They say God makes all things beautiful in His time.

I’m waiting.

A Cure for “The Quits” – Part 2

tons of fast food...Related to losing the vision, yet distinct in a way, sometimes we know what God has said and we determine to do it, but we fail to count the cost. (Luke 14:28-30)

If we do not count the cost, we can find ourselves unprepared to pay the cost. This can make the cost seem too steep, although in our hearts we know that no cost is too much for our children’s welfare.

Still, we pause.

We think of quitting.

We fall back to some degree.

By cost, I do not mean only monetary cost.

Although with homeschooling there is a little cost, it is also possible to homeschool without spending very much money at all.

No, the cost I mean is often in the realm of social connections. When we begin home schooling, often we lose old friends, or so it seems. What truly may be happening is that we finally discover who our real friends are. We discover, also, how much loyalty our family members feel towards us. Sometimes it is appallingly little.

It hurts.

It is a lot to pay.

We feel like courting the approval of man.

Sometimes, the cost can be in the realm of lost second income, too. We find ourselves in the position of having to sew our own clothes, clean our own house, or cook our own food. The fact that we are, at last, able to do so, because we at last have the time for it, does not seem to soften the reality, sometimes.

Or the cost could come in units of time, itself. Without the usual eight-to-five pushing us ever onward, we may discover sleep. This can also feel like lost time, lost time for ME, but time we willingly gave, perhaps, to an employer, when it was for money.

Therefore, we may just keep insulting our family with the same old expensive fast food, in favor of staying in that warm bed.

Is this you?

Do you wonder how I know?

Are you beginning to guess at the cures?

More tomorrow!