With age comes wisdom, and at 93, my friend Milton has an abundance of it. Mary, Tom and I are spending 5 days in California with 4 first cousins who hail from Pasadena, Santa Barbara, and Hesperia. In our travels between these dear ones, we had the privilege of spending this afternoon with Milton in Riverside, an hour’s drive inland from Los Angeles. Although he isn’t technically a relative, the two of us are related in the Lord.
Milton and I first became friends after I found myself enamored with his son at 19, well before Nate. Although that dating relationship went by the wayside, in the process I’d made a lifelong buddy of his father, and Milton and I have kept tabs on each other for 47 years.
Today is the second anniversary of Nate’s departure to heaven, and as the hours passed, the significance of November 3rd was continually on my mind. Milton understood. He’s endured the heartache of losing not one but two spouses, Margie to cancer and Eva to Alzheimer’s. Yet his servant-heart sought no credit for nursing both of them through years of difficult disease.
I asked Milton about the time between his marriages. “What made you decide to marry a second time?”
His words revealed his character. “Well,” he said, smiling broadly, “I look back on that decision and see that God was really the one who made it. He knew Eva would need a husband to help her through Alzheimer’s, and he figured I could do that.” Although it got severe toward the end when she no longer knew Milton or even accepted him as her husband, he was in it for the duration.
Today Milton said something sweet. “You know, God knew you needed to marry Nate, too.” And he was right. God knows what we need ahead of time and strategizes accordingly, laying the groundwork for the decisions we will one day make. Then, when the time comes, he’s ready for every situation and better yet, has made us ready as well.
God knew Milton’s wives would need a strong man to carry them through end-stage traumas, so he brought each couple together at the right time to make that work. And he knew I would need Nate’s stabilizing influence, so he put us into each other’s lives at the right moment to make that work, too.
Today as I thought about Nate’s death, I appreciated my friend Milton’s 93 years of wisdom in pointing out my need for him and how God brought us together. I also was reminded of God’s infinity-years of wisdom and the fact that he offers it freely to all of us as we make important decisions. Just as he guided Milton and me, he’s eager to plan for anyone else who wants to take advantage of the divine strategizing he offers.
”The Lord works out everything to its proper end.” (Proverbs 16:4a)