I believe in big miracles and healings—those of the “Parting of the Red Sea” magnitude. I’ve heard testimonies of cancer there one check-up and gone the next. They happen. And, I know it is the Maker of the Universe who brings them about.
But, have you ever thought about all the less noticeable healings that have taken place in your life or have happened to people around you?
I remember dealing with colds and the flu and various bruises and scrapes when my three boys were growing up. Of course, I prayed for God to heal them. However when recovery came, I’m not sure I recognized it for what it really was. Those restorations to health were all miracles of healings, and not necessarily small ones. That cold could’ve gone into something more serious like pneumonia. Minor injuries could’ve morphed into a more critical condition. “Thus says the Lord, the God of your father David, ‘I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; behold, I will heal you.’” (2 Kings 20:5, NAS)
Then there are the happenings in a so-called normal day that go unrecognized as miracles. For example: what about that mom who goes to the grocery store with four young children in tow and all the kids actually behave? When she gets to the check-out line, there is not a single “surprise” item going down the belt. No colorful words passed out of their little mouths in embarrassing fashion. And, she sees an elderly neighbor who whispers in her ear, “You are such a good mom.” Perhaps her fragile emotions and her mommy confidence received the boost she needed to go on. Now, that’s a miracle.
When I was a teenager, I was on the way home late one night when the engine blew up the car I was riding in. It was 20-some below that night, and the highway was deserted with the nearest house being, probably, a couple of miles away. We couldn’t walk, because of the dangerously frigid temperature. We couldn’t sit in the car—it was full of smoke. And of course, there were no cell phones. Within five or ten minutes some people we knew came along and picked us up. I didn’t know much about God then, and I may have viewed the whole thing as “luck” at the time. But, after turning my life over to Jesus, I looked back on that night differently. Not one part of the incident was happenstance. It was the Lord who gave us a miracle and kept us safe that night. “For He will order his angels to protect you wherever you go.” (Psalm 91:11, NLT)
So what about instances in your life when you received the seemingly little (but not necessarily insignificant) miracles and/or healings? Try writing them down and then ponder how God has orchestrated a restoration—big or small—in your life or in the lives of the people you know. He takes care of us in so many ways—ways we don’t even realize sometimes. Thank Him and trust Him for similar help in the future. He is faithful and He loves you.
May God bless you abundantly!
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