They walk through their lives and everything just seems to come their way. It is easy, natural. They wish upon something, and it seems they have this little fairy godmother who pulls out the wand...and *POOF* it happens.
Where is their rocky marriage? Where are their kids that don't seem to want to listen, they have the ones that never go through years of rebellion? They decide to have a baby...and the next month they have the announcement, followed by the perfect pregnancy....and later, PPD, no where in sight. They have the careers, the college bound children and the money to travel.
Honestly? I don't really think they exist...but sometimes, sitting where you are, throbbing in desire for a life such as theirs...it seems as if they are. That seems to be a lie...a life without a struggle?
Today, I received a little precious jewel about that struggle. And I think it is true.
The marriages that are healed when all hope was gone.
The son who returns...after the years of rebellion.
The conception that occurs when you were ready to quit.
The job offer when you are about to lose your home.
The autistic child who says their first word.
Miracles!
When all hope is gone, all strength pulled from you, faith has been pushed somewhere out of reach...it is then...the miracle occurs. And how much sweeter it is at that moment. The grateful heart is full. Moving from the struggle to the gift...priceless.
These are the miracles...and without the struggle, they would be not much at all.
With a miracle a joy is multiplied, faith strengthened and made real.
Those others...you know, the ones with the magic wands...they have no idea of the treasures they hold. Without the struggle, the value isn't quite the same.
What is your struggle and wish worthy of a fight? Hold out, keep fighting and trying.
Wait on your miracle...it's coming.
Linking up this Friday with Let's Bee Friends
