There's a Lesson Here Somewhere

Do you ever get that feeling that you are right in the middle of a lesson?  Like it's all around you and you're starting to grasp for it, but it's just evading you?  I don't know, I get that feeling sometimes. There's this big word floating around right now... it's not actually huge as far as words go, but I think its meaning may be vast.  PERSISTENCE.  Maybe it didn't wow you with it's letter count or pronunciation, but think about it for awhile and I think you'll be impressed. I know I am.

See I'm surrounded with persistence... I have a two and a half year old.  "Why, Mommy... but why?  I know but why?..." " Please, Mommy.... I need it...Mommy, now! PERSISTENCE.  Then there is this baby who cannot yet persist in words, but definitely can in actions.  She's learning to crawl and she will grunt and groan and grasp until she gets where she wants to be. PERSISTENCE.  And as I watch these sweet, persistent girls the word reverberates in my mind and I think, "God, you're up to something aren't you?"

I want to persist in my asking like a toddler.  There are things I know God has in store for me, and for you for that matte,r that will only be given as I ask.... and ask... and ask... like some tenacious little girl I know.  I want to persist in my actions like a crawling baby.  There are things I'm sure God has in store if only step out and step into them like some baby girl I know that won't give up until she gets there.  PERSISTENCE.

I'm tired of saying I can't have it even before I've asked.  I'm tired of thinking it's out of reach only because it may take a little work to get there.  PERSISTENCE.