A miracle took place while at an Advanced Writer’s Conference a few weeks ago. I spoke for only 30 seconds!
Not 31 seconds, or a minute—but I gave a valid pitch in just a half of a minute. My children can attest, I’ve never rattled words for just the length of a breath in their entire lives. It was a miracle, I tell you!
In the time it takes to ride an elevator to the 30th floor with a stranger, my heart overflowed with the desire to encourage women—who like me—are trying to keep it all together… and fail. But I think a cup overflows naturally, when forced and full of love.
And since then I’ve thought about—and tried to fathom—the magnitude 30 seconds of anything can hold. Whether it’s love, hope, or encouragement. I mean, how many miracles take place in the briefest of breaths?
For instance, an “I love you,” takes a mere three seconds to speak and can lay like a dormant seed in a heart for as long as it beats. And grow in the soul forever. The “I love you” Jesus poured from the cross while he chose our lives over His death. With another “I love you” as He rose three days later, inviting us to spend eternity with Him. A flawless love offered freely to the flawed. “We love because he first loved us.” 1 John 4:19 (ESV). It is the perfect miracle.
An “I’m sorry.” Words quick and weighty. A short exclamation with immeasurable impact. But I wonder? Why do we hold on to those two seconds so tight? The words try to escape, but we pinch them like the tip of a butterfly’s wing. Our pride keeping us from flight. But without an “I’m sorry” we can forfeit the view of restoration and healing. Don’t be afraid to let those hope-filled words fly. “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:9. The personal miracle.
Another huge miracle hiding out in concise and rare form, takes just under five seconds to express—I forgive you. This miracle utterance, only a miracle, if given away. It’s no coincidence that if we stare at the word “forgive” long enough, and pray hard enough, the word GIVE announces the enormity of the gift itself.
Just like all gifts, forgiveness can only be enjoyed if taken out of its lofty box, accepted or given away. It was after asking God to forgive me for the millionth time (and yes, for the same thing-Uggg!), that I’ve come to realize–I prefer gifts over grudges. Freedom over fault. I ask for forgiveness knowing it may be undeserved, unwarranted, and unclaimed. God overlooks my just punishment, offering forGIVEness. Free. The miracle is mine to receive…and mine to give. “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.” Ephesians 4:32. The priceless miracle.
So… there are how many 30 second segments in a 24 hour day? Um. Uh? I know we’re talking about 30 second miracles—but my math skills aren’t one of them. But let’s pay closer attention to the miracles that take place without notice. And just to clarify. Any touch and time with the Savior can be miraculous. Any moment we take to know God more or share more of Him, is miraculous. The few seconds we set apart to help a friend, hold the hand of a loved one, or pray for those in need…all phenomenon’s of God’s expansive love.
And now that I’ve taken up much longer than 30 seconds of your time-just know I’m praying for you, my friend. In a miraculous 30 second kind of way! 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10…