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The God of Miracles


One Sunday morning we heard a heartbreaking story of a little boy whose body would no longer support his soul. As a group, we went to the Lord in prayer for this young soul. Some prayed for his parents to have strength for this trial while others prayed for the little boy to be relieved of pain. Suddenly, a pastor began to add his prayers: prayers for deliverance, for complete healing, for a miracle. I don't know why we were shocked by his prayer. But, for some reason, we had all accepted the inevitable and had abandoned hope of complete recovery for this child. Did we no longer believe that God performs miracles?


Yes, of course, He DID many miracles in the past, but miracles seem so rare these days that I'm afraid we've stopped believing in His power. God has made it clear in His word and by His actions that miracles are not always the way He answers prayers. How He decides when to suspend the course of nature is beyond our comprehension. I'd rather pray for something that I know will have a sure answer than venture into the unknown of miracles. Perhaps this is just a picture of my heart, but I would guess there are plenty of other Christians who have become cynical about miracles. So, I held my breath when I heard my pastor's prayer for a miracle.


The next week we heard an amazing story. The boy was completely healed. No one could deny that God had intervened. Only God knows why He chose to heal this boy and not others. But, I wonder if He wasn't injecting new hope into our body of believers. A sense of elation that God cares about the least of us, even when He doesn't perform miracles. A window into all that God can do for us.


I was convicted that I had an unbelieving heart. I am still aware that miracles are not common occurances, but I want to have faith that dares to hope for the supernatural.


"Miracles have happened when God's people come together in prayer."
~
Billy Graham ~



Crystelle at Beloved Mama is our hostess for this week's "In other words."

Comments

Anonymous said…
Heather, I think you are so on target! We do so many times fall into the praying just for what we feel is "safe" and not believing in those miracles that God and can and will perform. Thanks for reminding us all of this!
Susan said…
Heather,

This was great.

Many times I've prayed "O Lord help this unbelieving heart". I'm so glad He doesn't depend on us to do the supernatural!

What an awesome testimony, thanks for sharing it, my faith has been increased!

Blessings to you my friend~
Anonymous said…
thank you for sharing!!!
twinklemom said…
Amen....Prayer is our most powerful arsenal in the Christian faith!

*I love your blog too!*
Denise said…
This was so good, thanks.
Anonymous said…
Thanks for sharing. I believe each day is a precious miracle from God. If we could only see the miracle of each day and each dawn, we could appreciate those little things that we take for granted at times. Wonderful post.
I'm constantly praying, "I do believe, Lord help me with my unbelief."

I totally understand your point.

Great thoughts.
Unknown said…
So True, Heather! I know in my own experience, when Justin was in the hospital hoping for a miracle while dealing with the reality of the situation was paradoxical. I had seen a miracle of the magnitude we were asking God for - just months before... When our miracle didn't come we had to choose, do we believe God in spite of what we see or do we give up! I choose to believe God and the miracle came not in the deliverance and healing here on earth, but in the ultimate arrival of my son to heaven and God's gentle reassurance that He had heard my prayers. Thanks for sharing! Blessings.
Amico Dio said…
This is so true. I have myself been the recipient of miracles and yet I still have to pray for God to help me with my unbelief. I also hear others question the miracles God has given my family. They don't know. They weren't there. They didn't have to perform rounds of CPR to no avail and then, just like that see the child breathe! They did not hear the tone of voice or see the look on the paramedics faces when they saw my lethargic, shallow breathing son. He had been dead. Now he is alive and well. I give God the credit even if others don't.

God is into miracles. We just don't recognize them because they aren't what we expected.

Months after this incident I prayed fervently for God to cure my grandfather of a brain tumor. It didn't happen. He died in September of 2002. I don't understand it and I don't know why but I have to know that He knows best.

I do believe that we are all being called to a higher level of faith. One that doesn't require tangible evidence but spritual trust.

Thanks for the great post!
Sandy said…
I visited you on exactly the post I needed to hear, be assured of, and have affirmation of God's healing power. Thank you for soothing my heart with your wonderful words.
Blessings,
Sandy
Lelia Chealey said…
WOW!! He is so amazing. It's a wonder we are so amazed at what He is all about! How boring it would be to serve a God who only showed off His power in Moses' day! :) Let His glory shine. We praise You sweet Jesus!!! Thanks for sharing Heather.
Praise God for healing! I also believe that he heals in different ways! My sister was healed in death, and I'm glad for that too! She is now complete and whole, and signing in heaven!
Kathy Schwanke said…
Heather, what a wonderful story! What a wondrous God! What an encouragement for faith!!
Halleluiah!

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