One day I set out to visit several people who attend our church. When I pulled up at the first home, I saw several RVs on the property, and I realized this wasn’t a good time to visit. I drove to the next place – the home of a lady in her mid-70s – and arrived at just the right minute. She had been without water for two or three days. As I pulled up, she was preparing to go into the crawl space to locate the problem. I insisted that I would gladly do that for her.
The following Sunday, her face lit up as she thanked me again for visiting at just the right moment. I replied, “I arrived on God’s time.”
