When I’m struggling God often speaks to me using analogies. (If you read many of my old blog post you may have picked up that I absolutely love analogies.) For the past several months I’ve had one specific battle that keeps coming back again and again…a lesson I can’t seem to master, apparently. Recently the battle came up again and I was in the middle of praying about it when God suddenly gave me an image of the situation that gave me a whole new perspective.
He took me back to my days as a little kid who was just learning to read. This particular memory was of a day when I was not doing well at my lesson. I was getting very frustrated and weepy because it was “too hard” and I couldn’t figure it out, but my Mom was too smart to let me quit just because I wasn’t making any headway. So she kept pushing me, telling me to sound the words out until I got them right. When I finally did get them right, she let me be done with my lesson for that day.
God used that memory to remind me that while my mother was my teacher then, my heavenly Father is my teacher now. (Long story, and one which I explained a couple years ago.) Funny enough, it kinda means I’m still getting homeschooled to this day. 😉 Anyhow. God reminded me that as my heavenly Father, He teaches me in much the same way that my mom did that day so many years ago. He doesn’t let me quit a lesson just because it’s “too hard”. He keeps pushing me to practice (you, know, like how you have to do twenty long-division problems in a row until you can get them right every time). He loves me far too much to let me take the easy way out, but once I start to get it right He lets me rest and have a break from the lesson.
And so, in the middle of struggling with my ongoing battle, that picture was just what I needed to keep me plugging away at my lesson. My heavenly Daddy-Teacher knows what He’s doing by pushing me. I choose to trust His wisdom. If He says I’m big enough to take this lesson then I know He’s right and I will get it. I just need to keep practicing faithfully.