One morning I decided not to walk before work. I thought I’d have plenty of time afterwards, but my hours always varied according to the daily workload. This particular day I was given the longest list I’d ever had which included intricately wiring stems of orchids onto 8 huge vases of curly willow branches.
I always enjoyed giving my all at work, but this day just wouldn’t end. My eyes were brimming with tears as it grew dark and I realized I wasn’t going to make it to the park for my walk with God. I talked to Him about it as I fumbled with the orchids on my knees. He spoke to me in my spirit and assured me that no amount of interruptions or delay would cause Him to give up on me. We would have our walk, whenever I had completed my work—even if it was midnight.
God and I met on the dark streets of my neighborhood that night. The parks were closed and it no longer mattered where, just that I found my way to Him. Isn’t that true? I have had many delays, obstacles and stumbling blocks on my way to God’s arms but He knew I was coming and He was there waiting. He always is.
The Lord is not slow in keeping His promise, as some understand slowness. Instead, He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish but everyone to come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:9
Meeting God at the Park 