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11/14/15 Weekend Grif.Net – Timing

11/14/15 Weekend Grif.Net – Timing

[I read Chuck Swindoll’s =
story and reminded me of God’s perfect timing in so many parts of =
life]

In September, Terry Shafer was =
strolling the shops in Moline, Illinois. She knew exactly what she =
wanted to get her husband, David, for Christmas. A little shop on Fifth =
attracted her attention, so she popped inside. Her eyes darted toward =
the corner display. "That’s it!" she smiled as she nodded with =
pleasure. "How much?" she asked the =
shopkeeper.

"Only =
$127.50."

Her smile faded into =
disappointment as she realized David’s salary as a policeman couldn’t =
stand such a jolt. Yet she hated to give up without a try, so she =
applied a little womanly persistence. "Uh, what about putting this =
aside for me? Maybe I could pay a little each week, then pick it up a =
few days before Christmas?"

"No," the merchant =
said, "I won’t do that." Then he smiled. "I’ll gift-wrap =
it right now. You can take it with you and pay me later, and give it to =
him NOW. Don’t wait for Christmas," he said. Terry was =
elated.

Then came Saturday, October 1. =
Patrolman David Shafer, working the night shift, got a call in his squad =
car. A drugstore robbery was in progress. David reacted instantly, =
arriving on the scene just in time to see the suspect speed away. With =
siren screaming and lights flashing, he followed in hot pursuit. Three =
blocks later the getaway vehicle suddenly pulled over and stopped. The =
driver didn’t move. David carefully approached the suspect with his =
weapon drawn. In a split second, the door flew open as the thief =
produced a .45-caliber pistol and fired at David’s =
abdomen.

At seven o’clock in the morning =
a patrolman came to the door of the Shafer home. Calmly and with great =
care, he told Terry what had happened.

Stunned, Terry thought how glad =
she was that she had not waited until Christmas to give her husband his =
present. How grateful she was that the shopkeeper had been willing to =
let her pay for it later. Otherwise, Dave would have surely died. =
Instead, he was now in the hospital—not with a gunshot wound, but =
with only a bad bruise. You see, David was wearing the gift of life =
Terry could not wait to give—his brand-new bulletproof =
vest.

Within the movement of events =
is the Designer, who plans and arranges the times and the seasons, =
including the minutest detail of life. You question that? Many =
do.

But unless I miss my guess, =
David and Terry Shafer don’t. It’s funny . . . people who =
survive a calamity don’t have much struggle with =
sovereignty.

Behind the maze is the =
Master. 
Our Designer arranges the times =
and the seasons—and the minutest detail =
of life.

~~

Dr Bob Griffin =

[email protected] www.grif.net =

"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"