This is a picture my Aunt Maureen took just a week before my Dad's heart attack. Sister and brother had met in the mountains of Georgia for a weekend of walking to waterfalls and catching up after having not spent much time together through the years. The time together was a gift to each of them, and the beautiful photos Aunt Maureen took are such a gift to all of us now. We do not always understand God's timing (or even like it for that matter), but it is always perfect.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
9
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.
10
As the rain and the snow
come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
11
so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire
and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.
12
You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
will clap their hands.
13
Instead of the thornbush will grow the juniper,
and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.
This will be for the Lord’s renown,
for an everlasting sign,
that will endure forever.”
(Isaiah 55:8-13)