I first tried running in college, but I didn’t think it was all that great.  My sole motivation was weight management – vanity, really – and after a year or so, I stopped.  Twelve years later, a friend who had just run her first marathon told me she thought I’d love running and suggested I train for a marathon.  I thought she was nuts.  I asked her how far her marathon was, as if each one was a different distance.  But, the following week, I tried running again, learned every marathon is 26.2 miles, and fell in love with a new passion.  Now, eight years and eleven marathons later, I’m deeply grateful.  I sometimes wonder why I wasn’t drawn to the sport earlier.  Why didn’t I fall in love with it in college?  Why, during tennis practice in high school, was I bewildered by the cross country team as they ran around, and around, and around our courts … with seemingly no purpose?  Do you ever wish you could go back and give your narrow-minded, all-knowing self a little advice?

Sarah became pregnant and bore Abraham a son in his old age, at the set time that God had stated … Abraham was a hundred years old when his son Isaac was born to him.  Genesis 21:2, 5

Living on God’s time means trusting the events of our life are occurring at precisely the right time, even when they seem extremely inconvenient, out of order, or not well-planned at all.  It’s unnerving to know that despite our efforts to maintain our life and the lives of those who rely on us, things could be turned upside down in an instant.  On the other hand, it’s inspiring to know that any minute, God could illuminate a fresh path for us.  He has a distinct, one-of-a-kind plan for each of us – including you and me – and it’s timed to the millisecond.  Will we hear His voice and accept His opportunities?  What if He allows something to fall in our lap that is more of a trial than an opportunity?  Suffering never appears well-timed when it’s happening, but knowing God purposefully allows it to happen – and reminding ourselves He works all things for good – might provide peace despite our lack of understanding.  When we’re able to look back and see His perfect timing, it’s humbling and comforting.  But, sometimes, we can’t see the good and we wonder if it’s there.  Our frustration stems from our inability to see or comprehend His grand plan, and that inability is itself part of the plan.  We can waste time wondering what might be if only things had happened in a different order or not happened at all, but we don’t have time to waste.  I sometimes wish I would have run track or cross country in my younger years.  I think I would have loved it, and I can’t help but think it would have made me a better runner today.  But, that wasn’t God’s plan, and although I don’t know why He sent me on the road when He did, I’m certain it was well-timed.

Dear God, please help me remember Your time is the right time.