Perfect Timing

Sixteen years ago, I wanted to take my son to Africa. A friend heard my story and sent me a check. I took my son to Africa.

A couple of months ago, I got an unexpected check. A friend of mine had a need. I remembered that story from sixteen years ago, and I decided to send my friend a check. Just after I’d decided to, but just before I sent it, my car had a nervous breakdown and needed a new clutch. My temptation was to clutch my check and fix my car, but I chose to trust God and I sent the check.

My mother and I prayed that the bill for the car would be an amount I could afford. When I paid all of the bills and settled all of the accounts, I had $3 left over – enough to get a tropicana koolatta and sit back and enjoy the grace of God.

As I pondered this, I sent my friend a text saying I wanted to take my new clutch for a drive and go visit her in February. She was happy, and explained that my text was perfect timing – she’d had a rough day, and God used me to cheer her up.

Today, I had another dr’s appointment. No bad news, but no happy dancing, either. The swelling in my hand will not go away. Ever. But, I only need one more surgery, and then we’re done. Done. Finis. Sort of happy, sort of not, I headed home. I stopped at the mail box on the way to my house, and found a letter from my friend, thanking me again for sending that text on that rough day. This time, it was her letting God work through her to cheer me up at just the right moment.

And I had to hurry up to the computer to write it all down before I forget…

that God has perfect timing,

that every action creates ripples that will return to you,

that cheerful words are more healing than doctor’s visits.

Thank you, Friend!