Grains of Sand

I ran into my friend, Kelly, again this morning. She’s a young woman who lives in the neighbourhood around the church and I often meet her on my way to work. Kelly has Down’s Syndrome. Two years ago, when I first met her out walking, she was quite a chunky young lady. Lately I’ve noticed a big difference in her and this morning I had the chance to ask her how much weight she had lost. She proudly told me that she is down to 134 pounds. That means that she has lost over 100 pounds in the last two years. I asked her how she had done it. “Walking,” she answered. She also has an adult sized three-wheeled bike I’ve seen her on in the summer time. She was also quite happy to tell me that she wasn’t on a diet, just eating smaller portions. I congratulated her—100 pounds is quite an achievement. I’ve often admired her persistence. I’ve seen her out walking in the morning and in the late afternoon. It doesn’t matter if it is sunny, rainy, or snowy; Kelly is out there walking. She has be...

Abby watches and waits. Me, too. I'm not sure what exactly she expects is going to happen. Nor am I sure. But one thing is sure, something will happen eventually. I'm learning a lot from the patient waiting of the cats, though I confess they are far ahead of me. They never lose patience. I do. The truth is that God will respond and whatever happens will be just right. " And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him day and night? Will he keep putting them off? I tell you, he will see that they get justice, and quickly " —Luke 18:6-8. The moral of the parable Jesus told his disciples was not so much a reassurance as to God's faithfulness, but was meant to encourage them to persist, to watch and wait with faith. The cats already know. I'm still learning. Hmmmm, do I hear someone whispering something about "dumb animals?" It's not hard to tell around here who's smarter.