Letting God have His perfect timing in our lives gets down to trusting Him.
Are we trusting that He is working on our behalf?
Are we trusting that He knows what is best for us (and not the kind of best like in yucky-medicine- that-is-good-for-you best but the kind that makes your heart soar).
Are we waiting on God to do His stuff in anticipation or anger?
"Every good thing bestowed and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father" James 1:17a
All that I have just written I would have told you I understood and believed yesterday morning.
And I would have been telling the truth -- I did believe it. I do wait on God with anticipation and trust (most of the time anyway).
But with God there is always room to go deeper in Him, deeper into this walk with Him. Wow -- He is limitless! And I fell into Him yesterday with unexpected weeping (but it was a good thing).
We have too many horses. Yesterday we had seven. Since late summer I've been trying to find homes for three of them -- not that they aren't good horses. In fact two of them have great potential but their potential won't be realized on our place. We don't have the time and I don't have the heart strength to keep so many. Okay, what does that mean? I see my horses as members of the family. Each of them needs a lot of attention. So every time I see them, every time I feed them I realize I am not giving them what they need to be truly happy (horses need to be used to be happy -- they need to have purpose). So, it hurts. I feel pulled to them but I don't have the time...
Anyway, so one of the horses I have been seeking a new place for is Jon, a six year old gelding. He was born on our place and has been with us his entire life. I have spent lots of time with him. One summer he lived in our yard so he could get gentled and touchable. I have brushed him and ridden him and hugged him and on and on and on. Yet, he is too much horse for me now. I am not sure how that happened but he has a spark in him that demands respect and someone who is a much better rider than I am (and probably ever will be -- I like to walk and maybe trot on a horse -- I have dreams of going fast but really I am a chicken). One day about a month ago a neighbor rode Jon for about ten minutes. They looked great together. It made me so happy to watch them.
This is where Jon and one of our other horses went yesterday -- to this neighbor's place. This neighbor and his family I believe will do great things with both Jon and Pancho (who is only 2 and just a big teddy bear).
After I fed the horses last night I called my husband, told him Jon and Pancho had left. And then I started weeping and weeping as I talked about it. I am so glad they went but I didn't realize their parting (especially Jon's) would affect me so much.
And somehow, and I can't explain it, the timing was absolutely perfect. To see the depth in myself that was affected by Jon finding another home was and is precious to me. Even in writing this I cannot quite explain what I felt about God and His perfect timing. But I caught a glimpse of it. I guess I just think trusting God's timing is necessary for us Believers. He really really knows what He is doing. We need not get anxious. We need not get angry. We need to just trust and believe and wait on Him.