March 18, 2026 Perfectly Orchestrated
But – by the time they were checked…
The calf had nursed.
The cow had softened.
And what looked broken had, somehow, worked itself out.
I thought about that all day … how many nights do we lie awake holding what belongs to God? How often do we rush to fix what He is still unfolding? We think love must intervene right now, when sometimes love looks like trusting … waiting … allowing time for grace to move in quiet places we cannot see.
“I waited patiently for the Lord; and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry.” Psalm 40:1
I lost sleep over something the heavenlies were already moving into place at the command of the God of the Angel Armies. He had not forgotten the baby calf. Or, it’s mother.
Maybe you’ve lost sleep like that, too.
Maybe the thing breaking your heart today is not being abandoned at all … you can be absolutely sure that God is working in the night watch, tenderly bringing peace, while you are still bracing for pain.
Be still.
Allow your worry to be overcome with the absolute certainty that God’s timing is right.
Perfectly orchestrated, and so right.
In His Love and Light,
Angie