I had a chemistry teacher in high school who would use this phrase every time science would point to God. Such as the law of matter... which can neither be created nor distroyed. Big bang? I think not. Only enough moon dust for the Earth to be as old as the Bible says it is... Coincidence? Again, I think not.
I find myself thinking of this phrase when coincidences - both little and big - show up in my life.
I was rearended last fall. Not a big deal. Just needed a new bumper. Had the estimate. Received a check for the repairs. But for some reason I was really dragging my feet with getting my car in the shop. I just didn't want to deal with it.
Last week I finally broke down and made the apointment and reserved a rental. Enterprise was running at $9.99/day special for weekend compact car rentals. Wow. I like that price. I was kind of excited about this; kind of brightened my outlook on the situation.
Sooo... I drop my car off and walk over to the rental office and the little man behind the counter tells me he doesn't have any compact cars. There goes the wind in my sails. He asks if I can come back later. Ummmm... no. No I can't. They just pulled my car into the garage. He makes a call to an office nearby. They don't have anything to send over. The smallest he has is a truck. I told him I didn't want to pay for a truck rental. He tells me he'll give it to me for the compact price since he doesn't have anything else. I like the sounds of this. So, I'm picturing basic truck. Basic small truck. But a truck. Which is exciting to this country girl. We go outside to do a walk-around and what is waiting for me?
This....
Wooohooooo! Now this. This is going to be fun.
You see, I had ordered bare roots roses while I was home for Christmas. They were delivered Friday morning. The box stating, "to be planted immediately." Again my procrastination gets me. I have not done the work to prepare for these roses. I had wonderful plans of a rose bed. Had I so much as looked at a spade? Nope. And now I was in a jam.
Must rent tiller. Must buy top soil. Must by manure... or poo-in-a-bag :) This is going to be fun in a rented compact car. I was invisioning a whole lot of careful tarping of the trunk of a smart-car sized vehicle and prayed that the back seats would fold down.
And well, you've already read how the story turned out. Coincidence? I think not. God had a plan. And my procrastination was part of it. Procrastination on the repairs. Procrastination on the gardening. All of it. God lined it all up so that on the exact weekend the rose bushes showed up I had a truck rental for the price of a compact car and amazing sunny weather.
God is good. He is so good.
He is the Great Logistician. (They left that one out of the Bible, but I'm writing it in the book of Anna)
One tiller, three bags top soil, one bale peat moss, two bags-o-poo, and four and a half yards of mulch. It was a lovely weekend.
It all worked out didn't it? I love your outlook on life young lady.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Bobby