It’s such the unsatisfying thing to let timing get in the way of the perfect relationship, or the perfect job, or the perfect whatever…if there are such things.
Bad timing seems like it’s something we can just power through. Like when people say, “It’s not only about the right person, it’s about the right timing,” I’d be the first to dismiss them saying things like, “No. If two people really love each other, it doesn’t matter the timing or the distance or the family situation or the money or whatever…they’ll find a way.”
If you could accuse me of being a bit naïve, this would probably be the best thing to point to. So as much as I hate to admit it, I’ve come to realize that I’ve undervalued the role that timing plays in my life. And I think to a certain extent, we all do.
It’s easier to appraise our decisions (God’s will if you’re the religious type) because these decisions have tangible outcomes, results that can have an observable payoff or consequence. And these things can be anticipated (though even this proves difficult).
But timing is different. It’s elusive and waywardly. You’ll never know it until you look back on the decisions in your life, and reflect on the hits and misses. And only then will you realize that you were actually too young for that promotion, or too far along in your relationship before getting down on one knee. Maybe you should have told your Grandparents, “I love you,” earlier and more often. We ignore timing because it’s a hard thing to time. But it’s vital in the sense that a right decision in the wrong time can end in calamity.
Or most disappointingly of all, it could be that you fall in love at the wrong time, maybe with a person not ready to be loved. Does it diminish the love or make that person the wrong person? I think not, but the poor timing of it all might dictate that the love you give won’t be returned in the end.
And that’s how important it is. You can’t just love, you have to know when to love. You can’t just hold on and fight and fight and fight. Sometimes, you have to know when to let go. There is no good decision you can make that ignores the timing of it all.
Clearly, some wisdom beyond mine will have to explain it better.
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
What do workers gain from their toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. He has made everything beautiful in its time.
He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.