As I was standing at the counter the other day, chopping veggies for a salad, I looked over and noticed one of my boys nearby. He was curled up in a chair by the fire, book in hand. Oh, and the book was open. And he was reading it. For fun.
Now for many in my family, and I’m sure in most of your homes, this would not be an unusual sight.
But for this one, reading has not come easily. Letters would seem to jumble around on the page, legs would shift and fidget, skin would itch, frustration would rise. Every year brought a new strategy, a new method, a new philosophy. And progress would come about: small and slow and not necessarily steady, progress.
And though it was not the first time with him, I had to catch myself. And say, wow: I am witnessing a miracle here. What seems so ordinary is truly breakthrough…
Do you find that when prayers are answered slowly, we can miss the moment to claim the answer? The moments of desperation are behind us, and in that comes an acceptance to settle in and trust God. We still pray, but there is release of urgency. A new measure of surrender comes- and this is a good place to be.
Whether its in prayers for our kids, for physical healing in our bodies, or for emotional restoration of relationships….God seems to choose, at times, to reveal His hand in the matter… slowly.
But it made me realize- how often does the breakthrough we’ve been contending for reveal itself so gradually that we perhaps even miss it? Take it for granted? Or assume that it “would have happened anyway”?
All to say- I am pretty thankful that my boy is reading for pleasure. I’m super happy that my allergies are a hundred times better than they used to be. I am floored still that I have two teenagers who are vibrant and full of life and love to be around us. So many answers to prayers all around me! And so many still in process.
But I did take note…that sometimes the breakthrough sneaks up on you.
And I don’t want to miss the miraculous taking place right in front of me.