Not just playing opossum

Look at these opossums!  What a surprise when my neighbor found them behind her back gate!  One mom, at least 5 babies, all taking up residence in an empty flower pot underneath the yard tools.  Makes me think of a certain email the other day.  This email arrived a certain inbox of a certain sweet girl.  Her inbox looked to be nothing unusual, but having been quite stressed just the previous afternoon by the details of planning her wedding, and in particular the task of designing her invitations, this sweet girl was about to discover something huge within that little email.  That previous day’s frustration had led to prayer.  That previous day’s prayer led to those moments when we wait.  How would the Lord answer?  And yet here came this simple email that advertised some new fonts, with one specific font being a wonderful fit for solving her design woes.  The delivery was actually quite huge.  Such a steep precipice of blessing lends us toward humility all over again.  The impeccable timing is what often sets apart the works of God, and we just never know exactly how, where, and when we’ll see Him during the ordinary day.  Maybe in a family of squiggly baby opossums that prompts us to ponder.  Maybe when dredging the deep, dark, endless queue of emails that we thought we would dread.  Acts 1:7 says, “It is not for you to know the times or dates the Father has set by his own authority.”  And I can see that I wouldn’t want to know everything ahead of time.  That inner gasp of amazement I wouldn’t want to lose.