EMPTY | FILLED

There are moments in life where I feel empty. Like I have drained my energy, capability, faith, or hope. I feel like I have done all I can do and I am still in a place where my personal challenges and trials still exist. I look for the miracle, a miraculous kind of miracle where every hard thing heals and I am made whole. The kind I hear about daily or at least weekly. The kind where people have sickness or pain or heartache and then they experience the miracle of healing. People able to overcome hard things. And I sit here and wonder, where is my miracle? Why am I still struggling. And my husband wisely tells me to not compare my trials with others and I know this because I have no idea anything besides the fact that they feel like they have had a miracle in their lives. I don't know the depth of their personal trials. Yes, I should not compare. But can I wonder, why am I still struggling and where is my miracle?

And then I realize that my miracle is not the end of struggling or pain or trials, at least not yet. My miracle is currently the hope that fills me when I am having a hard time. My miracle is the fact that my faith in Jesus Christ is being strengthened every day. My miracle is that I am able to learn new things from the scriptures because my trials give me a new lens through which I see life.

I kind of always hope for the miracle of overcoming, and being free from the trial, and maybe some day I will experience that miracle, but today I am thankful for the miracle of being filled when I feel empty.