I remember as a little girl finding little snail shells stuck to my house. Sometimes they would be empty shells and other times the shells were still being occupied.
When that was the case, I would pick up a snail and put it on my hand and watch it slowly maneuver around and upside down without falling and leaving a funny trail of film.
I loved it and I can say that as an adult finding a snail still doesn’t get old.
The past year seems to be the season of snails. They cross my path at odd times and in a variety of sizes reminding me to be patient of the slowness of things.
As a little girl I was so engaged with the slowness of the snail, yet as an adult I am impatient with the hand of God to change a circumstance.
And then, he tells me to hold up and whispers:
“You’re the snail. I’m watching you with complete engagement. I’m watching how you maneuver around and with my guiding hand. I patiently wait for you to work on areas that need purging and areas that need moving.”
2 Peter 3:9 (NIV)
The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.
To God be the Glory