Late for Christmas

The little stocking with the big question mark is from the Christmas of 1980.  Joyce and I were expecting the birth of our first child which was to happen the week before Christmas.  We had had one ultra-sound, which was not conclusive, but the speculation was a boy, yet we were not sure enough to put a name on it.  The due date came and went, and we rode through Christmas day without a name for this stocking.  Our son Charles Jr. was not born until the early afternoon of January 1st., a New Year's Baby, leaving me without a tax write-off for the year. 

Imagine being late for Christmas!  No, better yet, being late for your own birth.  No matter how much we plan and predict, our expectations are subject to greater forces.  God always has impeccable timing.  His only, begotten Son, Jesus, was born "in the fullness of time".  His clock is always accurate so that He knows exactly when to intervene in your life.  He knows when too much would destroy you and when not enough would not accomplish the desired results.  Although we often place question marks on the things that we don't understand, God always fills in the missing details at just the right time.


Chuck