"God is never early or late..

He is always on time."

My boss spoke those words in church this morning and they pierced me.  I've always known this, but I've learned this lately.

I'll never forget the day. 

It was a September afternoon.  I had found my new favorite place to run, and was running four miles for the first time ever.  I had the Chris Tomlin station playing on Pandora and I was praying to God for Him to help me through it.  Once I got home, I continued to let Pandora play while I cleaned house.  After many songs that I knew and sang along to came the one that hit me harder than anything I have ever felt.  I didn't just hear the song like I did with the others, I listened.  To every word.  And it was then that I hit my knees and cried out for help. 

I had hit rock bottom and couldn't deny it anymore.

I needed Him.

Had this happened earlier in my "pit", I can't say that I would have listened because I was still denying that I needed any help, much less help from Him.  Any later and I probably would have already given up on thinking the Lord was actually there for me.

He was on time.  His time.  He knew what He was doing.

I remember texting my mom as soon as the song was over and told her that I had just heard the greatest song ever and that it was exactly what I needed in that moment.  I needed to know that He was by my side.

These words convicted me..

"Why are you looking for love
  why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
  to where will you go, child
  tell me where will you run
  to where will you run

  Cause I'll be by your side wherever you fall
  in the dead of night whenever you call
  and please don't fight these hands that are holding you
  my hands are holding you"

By Your Side by Tenth Avenue North

Everytime I hear this song now, I see myself laying face down in my kids bedroom completely surrendering myself to Him.  Knowing that He was, in fact, by my side.  That His hands were (and are) holding me. 

Thank you, Jesus.