When Malachi was alive, I clung to John 9:3 which states that a certain man was born blind so that the works of God would be displayed in him. In this case, God revealed His glory in physically healing the blind man.
Obviously, with Malachi, God chose to NOT heal him physically. So I was disappointed, let down, betrayed even. I truly believed God would heal our baby or give us the necessary strength to care for him. I was left dismayed, wondering, defeated.
Then it was as if the Holy Spirit was speaking to me directly:
What if the GREATER glory is the healing of Malachi's parents?!?!
I have been very challenged with this revelation. Sitting around and wallowing in what God didn't do is clearly not bringing Him the glory that He deserves. Instead, I am called to live a life of brokenness--embracing it with all humility. My desire is for complete healing in this life, but if I can better serve my Savior in grief and sorrow and find joy in that place, then I pray for changed desires.
God could have healed my baby in a heartbeat.
But I think He's got something greater in store...