A Celebration of Time – Kristin Sterk
God cares about time.
As a lot as God is and works out of the boundaries of time, as people, we’ve the privilege of seeing God work in time, in our restricted view.
On September 17, 12 years in the past, God referred to as our two little infants/embryos house to be with him. They have been simply 3 weeks outdated within the womb, however we imagine they have been nonetheless infants and lives to embrace. The factor is, I wasn’t carrying them – our expensive buddy Brenda was. I’ll always remember the message Brenda left on our answering machine after I acquired house from work that night time, to name her. It didn’t sound like the traditional Brenda voice. When she answered, I knew one thing was improper and it grew to become clear that God allowed a miscarriage of each of them. The following day’s ultrasound, which might be the primary time we’d see them bodily, proved that they have been not within the womb, however within the arms of God.
And after we thought the timing of this was so improper and that God had all of it improper, it was precisely 2 1/2 years later that Mazy Grace was born on March 17, 2015.
Likely don’t pay a lot consideration to their 1/2 birthday. In case you’d ask me when mine was, I couldn’t inform ya as a result of I can’t do calendar math that rapidly. However in the case of our youngsters, today issues and it issues to God. This isn’t coincidence, however God’s kindness, gentleness, and faithfulness.
When it was Mazy’s birthday this previous March, I used to be nonetheless remoted from the true world as a consequence of my bone marrow transplant, so we couldn’t rejoice how we wished. So for her 1/2 birthday, we allowed her to select a spot to eat, in celebration of not solely her, however her siblings in heaven too. Mazy didn’t wish to eat at a restaurant, however wished to eat at house, which ended up being good. We sat and talked about how outdated her siblings could be, what they’d be like, and the way our household would look totally different in the event that they have been right here. However ultimately, we stored coming again to God’s good timing.
Perhaps God’s timing has been complicated, hurtful, and painful. Perhaps God’s timing has been joyous, sudden, and a miracle. I believe God’s timing may be each. Not an both/or, however a each/and. God knew what he was doing when he took our infants house, but in addition knew what he was going to do 2 1/2 years later. And knew that I, myself, would carry Mazy. We sit in awe of the miracle that this all was and is, and in awe of the reward Brenda gave us. God’s timing doesn’t all the time make sense, however it certain is ideal. Each time.
