@jspare. Call me simplistic but I see miracles happening often. In my life and in the lives of others. Perhaps what we suffer from in the West is an assumption that our advancements have sifted the necessity of GOD’s intervention. But we are exposed by such conclusions.
We think modernization has enlightened us. Placing us on par with capabilities once attributed to GOD. But who in 2020 would not trade the sophistication of technology for the peace and civility that embraced the lives of those who lived before our generation. It feels that our advancements have placed us in a precarious position, and the odds of our World surviving our enlightenment, is questionable. We actually need JESUS more than ever before.
I think this often whenever I share with others, the miraculous in life. For instance. When my vehicle was stolen from my driveway, my Aunt and I prayed for its safe returned and all its contents intact. From the Policeman who took my report to Newscasters the next day, I was given the assurance that I would never see such a thieves’ choice returned. Or it would be returned stripped of all value. When the police discovered the car four months later, people were quick to try and apply logic as an explanation. My brother concluded I had been robbed by an honest thief! An honest thief?
I did not offer any arguments. I knew what GOD had done. Past row after row of torched and stripped cars on the police lot set my vehicle without a scratch. Inside the car was every credit card still inside my purse. Between the bucket seats in the front row in the car, standing upright in a large manilla envelope were checks and over $500.00 in cash I held for our Sunday School gathering. I still have the police report with its two page listing of the contents. The only thing missing was a multi-colored blanket my Dad had brought me. I always thought of it as my Joseph’s coat of many colors.
I noticed the only people seeking to explain what had happened with logic, seem to be rehearsing a speech for their own benefit. It felt as if they believed to acknowledge GOD’s intervention would require a re-examination of their living. It reminded me of a saying one of my Grandmother’s had. “If GOD doesn’t get you in the wash, He will in the rinse.”
I will always share the miraculous of GOD’s hand in my life. How it is received or perceived I don’t think I will be too concerned about. Its GOD’s choice of timing and appropriateness. I just need to listen for His clues. Some plant, some water; but GOD gives the increase.