Monday, February 3, 2014

It's Time

This post is gonna sound 
like I am going back in TIME.

Some of the items I got this weekend.
I paid $3 for the small clock (it works!)
and $5 for the large one (it doesn't!).
The bottle was on a shelf marked
"All items 50 cents."

A New Year, 
A New Beginning.

On January 29, 
I felt God whisper, 
"It's time."

No, I didn't hear an audible voice.
I don't suppose, anyway.

Like I said, 
"I FELT it" 
or should I say, 
"I Felt HIM."

A few days ago I read a verse 
that spoke volumes to me...

"Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's
mighty hand, that He may lift you up, 
in due TIME."
(1 Peter 5:6)

My daddy's sermon notes.
I must have heard him say 100 times,
"Wait on the Lord."

"And the God of all grace, 
Who called you into his eternal glory
IN CHRIST after you have 
suffered A LITTLE WHILE, 
will stablish, strengthen, and settle you."
1 Peter 5:10

Our timing and His "little while,"
are not always the same. 

The great thing about the workings of this
timekeeper is that the tick-tocking is not too loud.

God's message to me was personal.

He knew and I knew what
"It's Time," meant.

For me, 
it was time to "Let go."

It was the last Sunday evening in 2013.
My husband and I were the last ones
to take communion.

We had driven around for 30 minutes or so
before going in.
We almost decided to go home. 
But something or SOMEONE 
drew us back.

We waited 10 more minutes.
(What is it with this time thing with God????)

I was steadily shaking my head
as the pastor prayed for us thinking, 
"I can't go on like this."
Somewhere between the, "I can't,"
and the "go on."

He said, 
"I CAN."

And I heard, 
"It's TIME."

When I got in the car
Mr. H finished it.

He said, 
"It's time to let it go."

Did you hear it too???

TIME to let go of the grief and loss...
TIME to let go of the memories of the past...
TIME to let go of the plans
(my own plans and timing)
 for the future.

So I move forward knowing 
He makes all things beautiful,



  1. He makes all things beautiful in HIS time. That is so powerful. I'm so happy to know you and be able to share this precious moment of God's timing in your life and healing.

    Your clocks are such a picture of the journey you are beginning now...Time it's real...and it's spiritual..

    Btw..Your Dad's sermon notes look like the ones my dearest wrote when we started our ministry in the first little church. Long before computers...Those are precious pages.

    Feeling very close to you tonight and sending love and hugs.

  2. This is a wonderful post! God truly is making something beautiful, and one beautiful thing that has come from that pain is posts like this. You'll never know how many people you've helped with your writing.
    PS - those sermon notes are a treasure!

  3. Yes- I think that "It's Time" is so personal and different for every person but we need to heed that call when we hear it.

    I am glad your "time" came and you were able to really believe it WAS the RIGHT time to let go and let God. Blessings- xo Diana

  4. Que linda mensagem!!beijos,tudo de bom,chica

  5. Love this post, beautiful Bonnie, Blessings Francine.

  6. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Blessings

  7. What a beautiful post! I love seeing that open book of your Father's sermon notes:) Precious!


    Have a blessed day dear friend, HUGS!

  8. I am so thankful to know you through blogging. This is a beautiful post.

    Love the way you incorporated your clock finds into the post.

  9. Time is a personal issue with a lot of us. We fight against knowing what plan had been set for us to follow.

  10. Excellent post! The combination of your purchases, Biblical teaching, and God's revelation to you and your acceptance of HIS command are wonderful praises!

  11. In His time, in His time,
    He makes all things beautiful in His time
    Lord please show me everyday
    As you're teaching me your way
    That you do just what you say
    In your time.


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