It's a voluminous claim. Nothing shall be impossible.
Of course sometimes we forget to include the preamble. For with God, nothing shall be impossible.
There are plenty of current realities that I would have absolutely plunked into the IMPOSSIBLE category.
- A phone that is activated by the touch of my finger or more recently my voice
- People who create instruments out of trash
- Surgeries that happen through an incision the size of a dime
- A man with no limbs who gives inspirational talks to teenagers
- The ability to send these stories instantly and inexpensively to readers in nine countries
Certainly a number of conundrums facing society today qualify for the title. Then there are the more personal resolutions I couldn't glimpse over the horizon twelve years ago.
- Benjamin creating a repertoire of jokes to make the family howl
- Surviving the years of baby exhaustion
- Creating a mentoring program for eighty people
- Being one of many contributors in our twins' efforts to implement their plans for college
The evidence of providence is interwoven in each of these like the wires or non wires that are hidden within my phone. The older kids in the family have gifted the girls with new luggage, lap tops for academic success, backpacks, and ongoing support in wading through paperwork.
As I write, there is the resounding voice of John Michael Talbot in the not so back background. Benjamin made himself a playlist and as any resident Odhner and probably our neighbors can attest he plays it a lot. Loudly. This is the son for whom I have no bearings when it comes to religious education. He has trouble understanding the emotional cues of faces in front of him. How was he going to find the elusive face of God? But here he is, surrounding himself and everyone within earshot with
the near constant sound of prayer. I guess I can take that one off my impossible list.
The sound in the kitchen is the twins making lunch. They are chopping mint from our garden, and inventing a homemade dressing for salad. I have done very little but cheer. While it is perhaps not an earth shattering miracle, it brings me to a place of wonder, since it was such a short time ago that those twins were an incredible amount of work. At least I think they were. It is hard to remember.
Marriage brings with it the possible and the impossible. Many stories of how couples meet border on the skinny side of implausible.
"I got a job working in the city, and we got thrown into the same projects. We worked well together, and I guess the chemistry kicked in."
"I was friends with his sister when we were rowing in college. It was kind of random how we connected on Facebook. We both had a dream of starting a bakery, and here it is."
My hope for you this summer, dear reader, is that God will be the starting point of all your possibilities. He wants very much to make a miracle of you.
