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Timing Is Everything




I can not count the times in my life I have done things in my own time frame......
Never waiting for the right time.
My past has proven to be a story of unwise choices....
Rushed decisions.....
And unrealistic outcomes for my future.

In my lack of maturity, I believed I could make things happen instantly.
I did not stop to see which doors were closed and which ones were open.
I opened shut doors, even if that meant using a crow bar......
And passed by open doors because what I saw did not match the picture I painted.
I told myself what I had pictured was exactly what my daddy God had for me and ran with it.

Sadly I never stopped long enough to hear his voice telling me to stop....
I did not look for his directions....
I bolted at the speed of lightening to obtain my wants.
Had I waited on his timing, I would have saved myself many heartaches and needless disappointments.

Many times in life the things we desire come before us with the ringing sound of perfection.....
 It beckons us with it's enticing appearance.....
And will present itself as the best thing to ever happen.
 From job offers to a new home...
A new car or even a long awaited relationship.
All these can be a blessing......
But only when we receive them in God's time.

 What looked  like to me as the perfect blessing, in reality became my own down fall, for it was never mine to begin with.
I rushed the process.....
I ignored his word........
 My "riding the fence" trust level faltered all because my "here and now" thinking could not see His "wait what I have for you" timing.


Psalm 18:30
As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the Lord is proven; He is a buckler to all those that trust in Him.

It took some growing up for me to learn to wait on the timing of my daddy God.
Some hard knocks.....
And some rough roads.
I still have those times when I run a little ahead of him, in the hopes and excitement of what I see is what He has for me. ( Learning day by day)
Thankfully He does not let me get too far before He stops me in my tracks, turns me around and reminds me his ways or not my ways.

Isaiah 55:8-9
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts,neither are your ways my ways." declares the Lord.
"As the heavens are higher than the earth,so are my ways higher than yours and my thoughts than your thoughts."


It may take me a few more steps, another try at the wrong door and Him repeating himself to me, just as any loving parent would do for their child.
I may have to endure a little heartbreak, some frustration and irritation.....
As we all know there are consequences to every action in life.
 However by His grace I am learning to trust in his timing.
Looking back over this past year, I can see when I stepped ahead of Him, my daddy God has   been there to walk me back to the place I am to be to get me to the place I am to go. 



Timing Is Everything....
His Timing~



Xoxoxo

Stacey
Proverbs 16:3
Commit to the Lord whatever you do,and he will establish your plans.





Comments

  1. HI Stacey, we certainly do seem to have the same things running through our minds. Yes, forcing doors open, and ignoring those that were open definitely does not make for a smooth road. Trusting the Lord at every turn, every door is not an easy choice, but certainly the most rewarding. Thanks for the reminder that God's timing, not mine, is best
    God bless
    Tracy

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