After that lovely adventure the other day of everything working out just barely and perfectly on time for my flight (here if you missed it), I was not expecting the evening to go differently. Yet we arrived to pick up our rental truck and the place was closed, as it had been for the past three hours. There was nothing obvious to be done and we still had an hour's drive to the hotel.
Then a truck appeared and I thought perhaps here was the solution, but it was too small and the people driving it were not employees. So that fizzled out.
We ended up going to a restaurant to get dinner and wait it out.
After reinvigorating ourselves with much-needed sustenance and exploring various options, there seemed only one reasonable possibility. So we ended up taking a car service to our hotel and having it arranged that we would pick up a truck the next day from a different company.
Our Lord could have arranged it all differently. He could have provided someone there at the service center who could have given us a truck for example. For some obscure reasons, He did not. Why He arranged it thus I have absolutely no idea. Yet why should I consider this experience any less a matter of His perfect plan than my earlier experience of everything working out according to my idea of perfect timing when He is the one who knows all?
In Thy perfect timing, Lord.
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