God’s Timing

Everyone who thinks about it for five seconds can tell you of something in his life that defies explanation. Some call it coincidence. The Devil would have us call it Luck, so that Lucifer can take the credit. Divine timing is perhaps the more appropriate way to think of it. There are those spellbinding, and breathtaking times when no words are available. What do you have in your life that defies expression?

In spring of 2005, a sudden knowledge, an epiphany if you would, just took over our lives and changed them completely. It was just suddenly obvious that it was time for us to sell our old two story house on the steep hill on Folly Beach. There was small house, built on a slab, in a settled neighborhood on the right traffic path for church, work, and recreation, just calling our names. From the lightning bolt of recognition to the accomplished move was less than two months. Fourteen months later, Vic was in the hospital, undergoing major surgery. The surgery was a great success, but the complications kept him on the ventilator for seventeen days. He was in the hospital for three months. As I went about getting the new little house made accessible for his return, the look in the eyes of all the doctors, family members, and yes even the clergy, was that I should really accept the fact that he probably was not coming home. The unspoken thought was that I was bringing him to die. I was so sure I was bringing him to LIVE, and spending time, effort and money to make it easier for him. When he was able to express his thoughts, he was also trying to get me to face the fact that he was not going to be with me long. You see, he had already made his peace with God and the idea of going home to heaven. He was trying to get me prepared for that day. We got the house made accessible, and laid in all the necessary items for his rehabilitation. He got better. We enjoyed another almost four years before he went home to God, peacefully on a Sunday afternoon. That is another chapter. The timing of the move off the beach, and the timing of the hospitalization? The difference in the top of the market for real estate and the bottom of the sales recession. Had we not had the epiphany, had we not sold when we did, so many things could not have happened. The accessibility of a place for him to recuperate and rehab, the ease of access for me to the hospital every day for three months without facing the Folly Road traffic, and even the funds to manage with me having to give up my job-- all of this was God’s perfect timing.
There are no coincidences. We do not have perfect vision. Only by leaning on the Lord, and giving Him the Honor and the Praise, and trusting Him to handle things, even the minor details of our lives, can we truly experience His wonderful Grace.
Thanks be to God.



Maggie Attaya