I have a very serious illness. It’s been known to kill people, but most of us just live with the pain. It’s called “Surpriseitis.” Victims of this illness don’t like surprises.
My mother threw me a surprise birthday party when I turned 18 years old. I don’t know if she’s aware, but I knew about the party long in advance. A friend accidentally let the details slip, but I was so grateful for his preventative medicine.
As humans, we are prone to count God out before the proverbial “fat lady sings.” We expect Him to hurry and act on our schedule, yet He is known for waiting until what we believe is the last minute – or even after the deadline – before He reveals Himself.
On what day did God have Noah enter the ark? On the same of the Flood (Genesis 7:12, 13). He was kinda cutting it short.
How many days did Lot and his family have to pack their bags before God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah? A few hours after the angels told Lot of God’s plan (Gen 19:15-16).
When did God give Abraham and Sarah a son? Twenty-five years after He said He would, and after Abraham made a failed attempt to handle the situation himself (Gen 15:4; 21:5).
So when things get “down to the wire,” don’t discount God. Wait in faith for His hand to be revealed. You never know what He’s going to do next … or when He’ll do it.
He has made everything beautiful in its time (Ecclesiastes 3:11).