I have often heard people say, “God is rarely early, never late, but He is always on time.”
One unforgettable journey started as I drove home from my shift at a surgical center. As I prayed, I felt impressed to turn my car around and go to a nursing home to see an old friend and former co-worker, Cassie.
Cassie was beautiful, petite, and smart. Her family was well known and wealthy. She seemed to have it all.
One day I noticed that she was becoming rather friendly with one of the physicians. Then they began to date. However, as weeks turned into months, my friend didn’t seem the same. I inquired how things were going with her new relationship. She said everything was great, but her eyes shared something quite the opposite.
I soon learned that Cassie had become addicted to prescription pain pills prescribed by her new-found romantic interest. She was calling in sick and making mistakes in the days she showed up at work. Eventually, she quit her job, knowing she would be fired soon anyway.
Unfortunately, a horrible storm was brewing as Cassie and the doctor became full-fledged drug users. Moreover, a baby was on the way; Two beautiful, intelligent people ravaged by the destruction of drugs.
I lost complete contact with Cassie for seven years.
Then while driving home from work, I wondered what had happened to her. I started my search at the nursing home, where she had been kept for some time. I was told she had been discharged and had possibly died.
I knocked on her parents’ door, only to get turned away. They wanted nothing to do with her and told me they were ashamed.
I kept praying and asking the Lord to help me find her.
Two weeks later, my dad underwent surgery in a nearby city. I walked into the hospital’s main entrance and there she was, smiling at me!
I drove Cassie home that day to the drug ghetto where she lived. I noticed she was very short of breath. She informed me she was scheduled for a heart valve replacement in several weeks. I poured my life into her, bringing her to church, reading Scripture, and praying with her.
The night before her surgery, she asked how she could have eternal life and “right” all the “wrongs” in her life. I led her in prayer as she accepted Jesus.
Cassie died the next day on the operating room table. Later I stood at her casket and shared with those present at her funeral that she had found out that God is never late, rarely early, but always right on time.
For He says: “In an acceptable time I have heard you, And in the day of salvation I have helped you.” Behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.” 2 Corinthians 6:2 (NKJV)
Cindy Mercer is a pastor’s wife in North Carolina. She also saw her own marriage salvaged through the power of prayer. To read that amazing story, click here.
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