The miracle of timing

Timing is an interesting thing. It's often out of our hands. And when things come together - perfect timing - it is an amazing thing to watch. Throw in the fact that I'm rather impatient, and its REALLY a miracle.

Now my impatience is not generally in traffic or even most often with my daughter. Its with myself and when my mind is made up I want to get to it NOW. Whether that's work, home, play or otherwise.

Yesterday two occasions with important men in my life reminded me the miracle of timing. One of course was my husband, and one was my boss. In both cases I'd spoken to them about something in the last couple weeks and they weren't ready to listen or make a decision.

I've learned to let it lie there for a bit …

And miracles happen.

In the same day, both of them when asked differently completely agreed and met me more than halfway. I love when a plan comes together.

I need to continue to remind myself that things do not happen on my time. Things happen in their own time. ESPECIALLY when it involves another person. The most important thing to me right now is what I'm focused on, but to someone else what I'm focused on is not even on their radar. They have their own stuff they're focused on … hmm, funny how that works!

So today in the quiet moments I'll say a little prayer to be thankful for the miracle of timing!

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