So Christmas finally happened.
Our family Christmas had been planned for December, but a snow and ice storm swept across the province. The next date the whole clan of fifteen could assemble was this weekend past. We gathered Friday, a storm hit Saturday as forecast, and Sunday the roads were back to fine.
While we had the usual gift exchange I admit one gift stood out for me. My oldest Grandson (eleven years old) and his Father built me a bat house. I’ve wanted one for a long time, but they are too expensive to buy and I have no workshop space. I was thrilled. They even took pictures of them working on the project.
This year the gathering took on a special importance as I got to baptise our youngest Grandchild at the Chapel service on Sunday. He was one of four (two adults and another infant).
This delay reminds me of God’s view of time, and how God works in our world. Our Christmas family time was delayed, but it was just as much our time together in February as it would have been in December, just a little later in our experience of linear time.
“Dear friends, don’t ignore this fact: One day with the Lord is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like one day. The Lord isn’t slow to do what he promised, as some people think. Rather, he is patient for your sake. He doesn’t want to destroy anyone but wants all people to have an opportunity to turn to him and change the way they think and act” (2 Peter 3:8-9 God’s Word).
As the Perrys sing, God “is in time, on time, every time I need Him…”