When the Floodgate Opens

Some blessings arrive quietly, like rain after drought.

Others come like a floodgate opening — overwhelming, undeserved, and more than we ever thought to ask.

I had wished only once to play a grand piano — and Heaven granted that wish the day I touched one at a friend’s house. The next day, I sent him a message to thank him, telling him he had helped me complete a tick on my life list.

So when my husband later told me he would gift me a grand piano, I replied, “My wish was not to have a grand piano, but simply to play on one — and that wish has already been fulfilled.”

A poor girl with patched clothes and small dreams could never have imagined more. But God, who listened to a child’s whispered prayer, did not stop at giving enough — He gave in abundance.

Last year, I received a digital piano. It was more than I ever expected, and I was content. But then, a door opened I could not have dreamed of: a grand piano, standing in my home like a promise fulfilled.

The first time I touched its keys, I stood still for a long moment. My heart was not boasting in possession, but bowing in gratitude. For what I saw was not wood and strings, but the kindness of a God who gives exceedingly more.

That night, when the house was dim, I stood on the stairs and looked back at the piano. It shone in the darkness, resting in the study beneath the cross, as if bowing to a greater Gift. A feeling rose within me — speechless yet full: grace.

The floodgate had opened — and I was caught in its stream of grace.

Not late. Not too much. Not too little. But exactly the way Heaven writes its story: the gift waiting until the moment I would see it not as my achievement, but as His kindness.

Some dreams trickle in quietly. Some arrive like a flood.

And when they do, you realise: His love was never measured by your wish, but by His heart —

shown through the kindness of God, and through the kindness of the man He gave me.