Faith & Life · Personal Reflection
Small Movements, Big God
I owe God an apology for my impatience.
But He has been very gracious about teaching me anyway.
First of all, I have to apologize to God for yelling at Him. I know His timing is best, and I need to trust Him more. But goodness, I can be so impatient. I am slowly learning though, and I wanted to share a few things that have happened lately that have helped me put God's timing into perspective.
✦ Lesson One: The Lawn Mower ✦
What my husband did to the ground cover.
A few months ago, my husband was working in the yard and decided to trim back the beautiful ground cover growing outside our house — with his lawn mower. When we woke up that morning, the leaves were full and green. If you accidentally stepped in it, it left a small footprint because it was so fluffy and full. After he "trimmed" it, it was completely bare, with only roots and stems still attached to the ground. By the next day the whole area was brown and crisp and looked very much dead.
Ugh. So sad.
But here we are nearly two months later, and wouldn't you know it — I am noticing tiny little green leaves budding out from the roots again. It is starting to come back. It certainly will not be back to the way it was by tomorrow. But with a little sun, and rain, and time, it is slowly coming back.
This whole incident reminded me of how we sometimes damage relationships in our lives. We can totally mow over people we encounter — by hurtful words, or actions, or both. And sometimes we expect those relationships to just bounce right back, with or without an apology. But the truth is, time is a very important factor too. Every day when I look at that bare patch of yard with tiny little specks of green beginning to sprout, I am reminded that God can bring it back to life. It just needs time.
✦ Lesson Two: The Pinched Nerve ✦
What my spine has been up to lately.
I recently developed a pinched nerve. I have no idea what happened, but oh my goodness — this is not fun. I went to the doctor multiple times, started medication, got a massage, and none of it was helping. Finally I started seeing a physical therapist.
The first session, I was a little disappointed. The exercises she gave me were so simple. Literally, she told me to tilt my neck to the right about one degree. Then told me to do two reps of fifteen — as if I were at the gym lifting weights. I thought the whole thing was a joke. How could barely moving any part of my body, for two cycles of fifteen, heal this massive amount of pain?
But guess what? It is working.
Here is what I gathered from that. Sometimes the path to healing is not in the big movements. Sometimes healing comes from the small, tiny movements that we do consistently over a period of time.
That is so like the God I know.
Healing can take a long time,
and miracles can happen through the smallest movements.
So have patience. If you have prayed for something, keep praying, and be open to the smallest steps toward healing. Even though it may seem insignificant at the time, I guarantee you — God is working through it.
Pray for me. I will pray for you. 🙏
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