I have recently picked up following Formula 1 racing. F1 involves some of the fastest cars and drivers in world. I think I like it because everything else in my life is so excruciatingly slow.
Pandemic living has made us cope - without choice - with new uncertainties and realities. And one of these, I’m learning, is that everything has slowed down. Decisions. School. Productivity. The stirring of hope. All these used to be quicker. And one more thing this new unrushed-ness has affected: my prayer.
I have prayed much of my life. But one thing I’ve sharply noticed now is I seem to have less to pray about, but more time to pray. At first I felt guilty about this. Pray more! Especially now! But, God has taught me to pray with a new pace: slow down, find comfort in silence, listen.
I still submit requests to God. But the Spirit has helped me to listen longer. And even when I hear nothing: to continue on, put my heart to the Word, and keep listening. Keep listening.
Another hobby I’ve picked up is gardening. Truth be told, my only job in this family exercise is watering. I enjoy misting the dirt, the greens, and cheering on these little things to grow. But, like my prayers, I often see nothing happening. When I do, it’s only one millimeter of growth. Hardly satisfying, but the plants are growing a watchful keenness in me. I hear them: “Hmm, this poor man thinks rushing us will help, but he’ll learn. He’s learning. He’s waiting.”
Jesus once taught the kingdom of God is like a man scattering seed on the ground (Mark 4:26-28) “Night and day, whether he sleeps or gets up, the seed sprouts and grows, though he does not know how. All by itself the soil produces grain—first the stalk, then the head, then the full kernel in the head.”
I think I like gardening because while everything else in my life has slowed—the pace of these plants remind me, God grows me just like this.
Jason