The Magic Bullet. In my opinion, one of the greatest “as seen on TV’ products EVER.
I remember the first time I saw the infomercial. It was February 2005 and that fun, happy sales pitch mesmerized my daughter and me.
Sarah contracted pneumonia that winter and missed a week of school. Besides the high-powered antibiotics, I had to administer nebulizer treatments and percussion therapy (what we called “back whacks”) every three hours to help her lungs to clear.
The daytime treatments weren’t a problem, but the nights were challenging. I decided that watching television might help her stay awake, so we channel-surfed. We weren’t interested in replays of SportsCenter or newscasts, but the Magic Bullet captured our attention.
Night after night, we watched the pitchman make guacamole, chicken salad and smoothies. It didn’t take long for their marketing “arrow” to find its target in my sick little girl. Sarah HAD to have a Magic Bullet.
She begged for months:
“But mom, you LOVE guacamole!” (It’s true. I do love me some Mexican food.)
“Just THINK of all the smoothies we could make!” (Also true.)
“PLEASE, mom – we NEED a Magic Bullet!” (Arguably true.)
Sometimes I wonder if I sound like that when I pray. I ask for direction, open doors, opportunities, etc. And I constantly pray for my children. For their protection, character, decisions, relationships, spouses, opportunities, career paths, etc. I wonder if God ever thinks,
“Hey Suz, I GOT IT.”
Do my repeated requests get on His nerves? Does our omnipotent Creator even HAVE nerves that I can GET on?
As it turns out, He doesn’t.
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?
My persistent prayers might sound like a broken record in my ears, but God somehow listens for days on end and isn’t fazed in the least. He hears the cry of my heart and tucks it away in His, answering in His perfect way and in His perfect timing. And so I persist.
Sarah persisted and was rewarded with her long-awaited Magic Bullet that next Christmas, but my prayers aren’t always answered in such a timely and tidy fashion. I can see Him beginning to answer some of my prayers, but others? Not so much. It can be easy to get discouraged and wonder if God is listening or if He even cares.
But He does. And His goal is to grow us and glorify Himself in whatever we’re praying about.
In our persisting, one thing we can do is ask Him to reveal any selfish motives behind our prayers. As we discover and confess those, He begins to purify our motives and transform our hearts.
And transforming hearts can overflow with peace, joy and patience, even when the wait is long.