Miracles
I stand in awe of the answers to prayers that have occurred over the last few weeks. In one particular instance, I knew there was absolutely no way that anything good could happen, and after fervent and incessant prayer, everything turned out ok. The very next day under the intensity of yet another burden and the pending collapse of so many things that had been worked on for so long, I turned to the only thing I could in such a situation – I prayed – and once again that prayer was answered and everthing turned out ok.
After this second divine intervention, I called the wisest man I know and my personal counselor, My Dad, and I told him how worried I was and how I felt this sense of pending doom. I also told him about the miracles that occurred to prevent catastrophe those two previous times, but quickly pointed out how I knew the real tests were yet to come and I was deeply worried about the bad outcome that was sure to arrive.
In the simple words that can only come from an experienced father who had been there and done that, he gently said, “if a miracle occurred when it shouldn’t, why are you worried now – if God answered your first prayer why don’t you believe he’ll answer that next one”?
Following that conversation, I spent 3 weeks in prayer and those prayers were answered time and time again. I can’t count the things that happened that had to be miracles – there is no other explanation.
I’m at altitude now and as I think back on these three weeks I realize how big the arms of our Father in Heaven must be. We gave him so many reasons to teach us lessons and have the bad outcomes that we definitely deserved, and yet, in so many examples of love that can’t be explained and definitely wasn’t warranted, we came out the other side of that dark tunnel with a sense of awe and gratitude that only happens when you realize that the success that was achieved was divinely ordained and heavenly blessed.
I’ve never understood why good things happen when we provide so many reasons that they shouldn’t, and I certainly can’t explain why blessing come in some situations and intense pain and despair come in others. But i do know that many times in my life I’ve been in a desperate state of worry, but through prayer the peace comes and in answers to those prayers it all works out for the good of the one that has that master plan.
That is what happened these last three weeks. There is no other explanation. Too many coincidences for this to be by accident and way too many small miracles that when bundled together created an incredible success when defeat was just moments away.
I stand in awe of the one who promised to be there when we sink into the shadows and walk through the valleys because through fervent prayer and answers to those prayers, He brought light to the darkness and led us to the top of that hill to see His glory.
I do believe in miracles.