They don’t call it the eleventh hour for nothing. The saying came about because it’s real. It’s been that kind of season for us, everything you trust and hope for seems to come just before you’re about to give up. When it feels like it’s almost the twelfth hour, things come through, God delivers and the ball keeps rolling. Your faith is strengthened once again and you’re able to continue going forward.
I wish there was no such thing as the eleventh hour, but then, how would I grow? How would I mature as a person? If not for the hardships of life, how would we learn to appreciate the rainbow?
There’s a song called “Gratitude” by Nicole Nordeman and it reminds me of this very thing, that even if he blesses us in other ways we will give thanks with gratitude.