What is it about the human condition that tells us we have to get it right the first time? What makes a person believe that if they can’t master something the first time they try then they are obviously a failure? Why do people give up so easily if they hit the slightest bit of resistance?
These questions came to mind as I sat back and watched the first night of homework and the angst associated with it. I wonder if this is just an immature human response or a personality thing. I know its not just a teenage response. I’ve seen it in my own life. I’ve seen it in other adults. I also know that it can be overcome. All successful people have had to overcome it to get to where they wanted to go.
I was reading a story earlier about a man by the name of Todd White who is a radical lover of Jesus and prays for the sick and has seen countless people healed. He goes all over the world taking the love of Jesus to others and bringing Heaven to earth. He sees miracles regularly. But that has not always been the case. According to the book, he prayed for over seven hundred people after he first became a Christian before he ever saw a miracle. He kept going. He kept believing what the word told him regardless of what he was seeing. Today I’d guess most people in the Charismatic Movement and beyond know who Todd White is because of the miracles that occur when he prays. At least partly because of that. What would have happened to all those people who have been healed because Todd didn’t give up pressing in to God for their healing? What if he had stopped short of that first miracle?
The night of homework ended with all of it completed. It ended with the realization that pressing in was a better response than the initial angst. I’m hopeful the episodes of angst when learning a new thing begin to lose their power and a joy in the process of learning can become the overriding response.
I’m hopeful for that shift in the areas in my life where breakthrough to new levels seems out of my grasp. I want to embrace the process and the learning with joy instead of angst that slows me down…or worse…stops me dead in my tracks.