A Dyslexic Writer With Hope

There are many things I hope God makes new when he finally decides to put death in its grave and reverse the decay of this world once and for all. I can’t wait for multiple sclerosis to lose its power to harm the nerve endings in my mother’s brain and keep her from walking. I long for the day wheelchairs collect dust as the lame forever walk. I can’t wait for my beautiful niece to be no longer held captive by cerebral palsy. I believe there will be a day when the tremor in her voice flys away and the hesitation of her of her body is no more. I believe there will be a day when autism doesn’t get to keep my friend Steve’s son from looking into his father’s eyes. There will be a day when his beautiful mind is no long locked away.

As I try my hand at becoming a writer, I am painfully reminded of another hope I have for creation’s final restoration. I have hope for a day when dyslexia no longer hampers my ability to both read and write. I believe there will be a day when letters and words no longer are upside down and reversed in my mind’s eye. And maybe I will be able to understand what I attempt to read without a third and fourth pass. One day my brain will not need to insert invisible letters and words in an attempt to make sense of the garbled mess I sometimes see as I attempt to write and proofread these little writings of mine.

But until then, the thorns and thistles of my brain will keep me humbly leaning on products such as Grammarly and compassionate editors. Until then, my mother lets a chair with wheels help her move forward. For now my niece works hard to speak her slow and beautiful words. For now, my friend loves his child that cannot help but be consumed by his private world. But only for now!

For we believe with hope even if our endurance runs low at times. Our learning might have disorders, our bodies might war against us, our brains might lock us away from others in these days…but these days are not the end of the story. What Jesus previewed in his miraculous acts of calming storms, healing the sick, giving sight to the blind, and even raising the dead he will make a forever reality. Walking, speaking, reading, writing, learning, and understanding will be fully unleashed when the new heavens and new earth collide. There will be nothing to hinder every part of us from experiencing the presence of God. All wounds, all disorders, all brokenness, and all forms of sadness will be wiped away because the creator will once again walk with us in the new kingdom garden. We get both him and his gifts as he gives us the fulness of a redeemed mind and body.

Come Lord Jesus, come soon…