Time Warp to Work

My wife drives me to work every day. We have a morning routine that involves snooze alarms, two types of coffee, and an ingenious method of getting hot water from our garage to our bathroom. Yesterday morning, we left the house at 5:43 am. It was a little later than I like to leave, but it should have put us at the station at 6 am – the exact time that my shift starts.

We had been driving for about 10 minutes when I looked at the clock on the dash of the car. The time it showed indicated we had left the house just 4 minutes ago. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to check the time, thinking maybe the clock in the car was wrong, but it showed the same time – 5:47. Only four minutes after we left the house. Even in light traffic with solid green lights, there’s no way we could have driven the distance we covered in just four minutes – especially since it was the first day of school and we crossed a 15 MPH school zone a mile from our house.

I couldn’t understand why the time was wrong, but I didn’t want to obsess over it, so I put it out of my mind. My wife and I talked about the dreams we had the night before and we arrived at the station at 5:54 am – six minutes early. I clocked in and helped my partner check off the gear.

A crew that was coming off duty at 6 am came over and asked if we were going in service soon. Dispatch wanted them to take a call and if they did, it would make them late. The EMT wanted to go home because he planned on driving his daughter to her first day of school. I told him we’d be happy to take the call.

We put the gear on the ambulance and went in service 2 minutes before our start time of 6 am. The EMT thanked me repeatedly for taking the call. We got the call information and went en route.  To me, it was just another call.

12 hours later, at the end of our shift, the same crew came on duty again. The EMT met me at the time clock and repeatedly thanked me (again) for taking the call for him. His daughter was glad that he was able to take her to school. He made a big deal about it, but to me, it wasn’t worth making a fuss over.

And yet there was this nagging question in the back of mind… How did I manage to arrive at work 6 minutes early?

And why?

I’ve been interested in learning about how God alters time. Or rather, how He alters our perception of it. I’ve listened to testimonies about time alteration with curiosity. To my knowledge, it has never happened to me before. I’ve listed to theories about how it happens, but I don’t think I could explain the process itself.

If what I experienced truly was God altering time – it wasn’t for my own gain, my convenience or my amusement. It happened (apparently) because God wanted to bless someone who had an important date to keep. If I had not arrived six minutes before shift change – he would have had no choice but to take the call. And he would not have been able to take his daughter to her first day of school. I’m not sure what was so important about that event, but it must have had some significance in the eyes of God if it was worth getting me to work early by supernatural means.

John Paul Jackson noted that the entire population of the earth, with one very small exception,  is comprised of others. Maybe God releases these supernatural events because He wants to bless all those ‘others’ through us. If you ask me, that’s worth spending a little time thinking about.

This is an excerpt from the book My Craziest Adventures with God – Volume 2.