Are You On Time?    

 

Because He is Spirit, God is not limited to our earthly concept of time. Yet he ordained “times and seasons” for His creation. Mankind needs a framework in which to live and work. Occasionally and for God’s specific purpose an event will occur to impact our human lives, because our timeless Heavenly Father can manifest Himself in time as He wishes.

 

“There shall be signs in the heavens and on the earth…”

The names of Isaiah’s children were “for a sign and a wonder.” Such a sign and wonder occurred in June of 2005 for me, while I was visiting London.

 

My new friend gave me directions for train and underground (subway) travel to the Westminster Station. “As you come up from the station to ground level, the first thing you will see will be the Parliament Building across the street. It’s an awesome sight! It’s memory still excites me!”

 

So, my anticipation was in high gear. However, the experience far surpassed her description.

I was not aware that the Big Ben clock tower adjoined the Parliament Building. It rose across the street to my right. I quickly crossed the street, reached for my camera, positioned myself next to the sidewalk guardrail, looked up, framed the tower and snapped. To my amazement, Big Ben began sounding, the second I snapped the shutter. Bong, bong, bong, bong,…until twelve strikes had sounded. It was high noon. God spoke to me through that clock, at one of the busiest places on earth; confirming his message with a photo that is astounding.

 

 Big Ben, London, at High Noon

What was God’s message to me that day? Because I had not planned the event, the many factors of travel time, clear weather, and the gift camera were elements of the  grace that created that moment.

In essence, at that moment I KNEW that I was exactly where God wanted me, and that He was in full control of my comings and goings, even to the second! He was therefore in full control of my conversations with numerous strangers, and the seeds God planted in their lives as we talked.

Several days later, when my trip ended through lack of expected finances, and I was forced to return to Virginia, God was still in control, and was taking care of me. Because of the suddenness of my return, my son did not know that I needed him to pick me up at the airport. He had been away from his telephone, and not checking his voicemail. It was not until almost midnight, when I had been at the baggage service office for almost seven hours, that my son got my message.

 

A friend was praying for me after I called her from the airport. She said God told her that He was taking care of me.

 

This care came through Carlos, who manned the baggage desk. He fielded the questions and concerns of many travelers whose luggage was not on their airplane. In between his duties, he encouraged and comforted me, giving me water and a food bar. When I asked if there were somewhere that I could lie down, he suggested the chapel on the upper level. Finally, shortly before he closed the office, Carlos came around his desk, gave me a hug and kiss, and prayed for my safety and blessing. Then I went outside to wait until my son arrived. Indeed, God was taking care of His daughter, and my angel that evening had been Carlos, a Christian airline employee from the island of Puerto Rico.

 

R.T.