My Camera Repair

I recently sent my camera off to be repaired. It felt as if my life rode off in the mail carrier's bags. When something happened, I almost had to fight the urge to run and fetch my digital lifeline for a quick snap. I bugged the camera repair people almost every three or four days to see when I could expect my precious camera returned to me. I grew so anxious..."What if they lost it, or what if the address got confused and they sent my camera to Tejas instead of Texas? Suppose the mail carrier got caught in a stiff wind and the mail blew away...my precious camera caught up in the small hurricane?" I knew that if my camera disappeared I would feel all alone.

Is that not how our relationship with God oftentimes appears? We call on Him every day to see where our prayers stand. Can we expect a reply soon? Will our fears appear on the doorstep, all repaired, in a matter of hours? Oftentimes we wish it, but the truth stands that sometimes our prayers and worries take time to come together. God knows that we cannot "live" without an answer to our requests, but He does His best in a time frame that could only hellp us in the long run.

Yes, my camera will lie on my front porch on Monday, all ready for a photo shoot. I guess that from this harrowing separation, I have discovered that God can and will repair our problems; but in HIS time, not ours. I will be glad to have my cameral home....and I know that the repair people will hope that it never breaks down again. For fear of my constant nagging!