Absolute Perfect Timing

Every day I trust more in divine timing.

Dan returned from Atlanta last night still suffering sinus trouble. He left for a late-morning clinic appointment with the intent of using Wal-mart's pharmacy should he need to fill a prescription. I asked him to pick up a card for his sister's birthday while he waited.

I forgot to give him a small Norwegian chocolate bar that I'd meant to enclose with the card. An hour later, I left home to run errands. I considered stopping at Wal-Mart to catch him. But an inner voice urged me to attend the other matters first.

"Fine," I thought. "We'll just have to make a special trip to run the card and chocolate over tomorrow."

Forty minutes later, as I approached Wal-Mart's east entry doors, whom did I meet leaving? My hubby with his drugs and a card for his sister. We went to his car. He wrote out a message. After shopping, I made the delivery. Absolute Perfect Timing!

And then the inner voice repeats: "When will you trust Me for ALL?"