Lesson from a Worn-out Watch

So my watch doesn’t tell the right time anymore.

It’s been fifteen minutes too slow for two weeks. I got a new battery. I try to set it right every day.

But it no longer knows what time it is.

That’s what happens when you’re a watch, and you’re sixteen years old.

Unfortunately, time ticks away, and we fight the urge to believe that God is like my worn-out watch.

Too slow.

Fifteen minutes behind schedule.

Tired of keeping track of time after all these years.

This is what happens when finite mind tries to comprehend infinite ways.

We forget God's right on schedule, fitting together pieces we can’t see, and accomplishing a perfect plan we couldn’t comprehend today.

Oswald Chambers said it well.

“One of the greatest strains in life is the strain of waiting for God.” (Still Higher for His Highest, p. 65)

But as long as we think He doesn’t care, doesn’t see, doesn’t know how to orchestrate things in utter wisdom, the strain will be tighter and all the more miserable.

Instead, we’re to be yoked to Him in submission.

“Take my yoke upon you and learn of me,” Jesus said.

We’re to step through life at His speed, in His strength, waiting for Him.

Why?

Because we can be assured of this inescapable truth.

God knows what time it is.

“Why do you say. . . My way is hidden from the LORD? . . .

Have you not known? Have you not heard?

The everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth,

neither faints nor is weary.

His understanding is unsearchable.” (Isaiah 40:27,28)