Timing is everything....to all of nature

"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven: A time to be born and a time to die;" Ecclesiastes 3:1-2

The next time I came to visit, which was two days later, I realized that the grandfather clock in my parents' foyer had been struggling to keep time for the past few weeks. The pendulum ticked too slowly and unevenly back and forth. I took it as a sign that there was more to dying than meets the eye. It is more than watching someone become sick. It is more than tears and pain. It is so beyond our comprehension, really. But I do know that there is a mysterious plan. Nothing on this earth is just randomly born and nothing just randomly dies. Even in spontaneous accidents and tragic circumstances, it is planned. We may not have understanding of this plan, but it exists. We can know that for sure. To us, because we do not have full knowledge of things, it seems too early, too late, too sudden, too horrible, or unfair. But no matter who, what, when, where or how, death has perfect timing in God's eyes.

I once saw a family of geese on a busy winding highway in the beautiful Georgia mountains after dropping my children off at school. There was a mom and a dad and a couple of goslings on one side of the road. Traffic had stopped and what I saw was so sad. The little goose mommy and daddy were flapping their wings back and forth, crying out heart wrenching honks, shifting their weight side to side on their flippered feet. On the road were a few of their goslings, smashed by a car. All that was left were their little down feathers being slowly lifted by the breeze. The geese did not want to leave the scene of the accident. They just kept flapping, swaying and honking. They seemed so panicked. This is exactly how I have felt at times during this journey. Just stuck not knowing what to do. But timing is everything.... to all of nature.

The grandfather clock has stopped working all together. The pendulum hasn't moved since the night he passed away.