No Matter How Good We Think Our Plan is, His Will Always Be Better
When Our Daily Bread entry for today mentioned the Marshmallow Experiment, the first thought is usually, “I’m better than that. Of course, I can wait to get the double portion!” But the reality is that it seldom happens. Many will not be able to help but get at it one way or another. Yes, I do mean “many” and not “some.
Very few will outright just “eat the damn thing.” Some will try to “trick the system” by touching it, grabbing it, holding it, and licking it. Some may push it a little further by nibbling at it or “skillfully” plugging out “tiny” bits and pieces of the marshmallow and hoping they are a good lawyer when it comes time to be evaluated.
Only a few will survive, not giving in to all temptations or excuses.
“His Divine Power has given us everything we need for a godly life.”
My wife’s Grandmother passed away of CoViD in the beginning of the year. When my in-laws had a chance to return to Hong Kong to take care of everything, he thought selling Grandmother’s place would be straightforward. Not a chance. Because Grandma has been living in a Seniors’ home, the apartment was left unoccupied. Some despicable person discovered the place was empty and decided to break in, renovate it, and start living there.
When I heard about it, I was very upset. Grandma’s home, a place that should have been considered sacred, was defiled. All her stuff was gone, and now my Father-in-Law has something to worry about even after he returned to Canada. How can people be so rude!?
After a few letters from the lawyer and months of delays, one day, when the lawyer sent an investigator to verify what was going on, the occupants were gone but leaving behind a lot of stuff. A new padlock was put on with the area of the door plastered with warnings from the lawyer.
I thought, great, now the next set of headaches begin: selling the place.
Here is where God did the “Watch Me.”
The day we discovered the place was “ready” for us, the Government’s Urban Redevelopment Authority announced that the area the apartment is in would be under the Acquisition Scheme. What it means is that the Government will buy it from my Father-in-Law, and he does not need to worry about figuring out how much is a fair price to sell, finding an agent he can trust, or any of the sort.
All my worries for my Father-in-Law were, literally, for nothing.
“When I called, You answered me; You greatly emboldened me.”
