A Miracle? Today? You bet!
I’m in need of them every day.
Who among us hasn’t asked for a miracle?
Have you prayed for a miracle? Cried out to a known . . . or even an unknown God for one? Have you resorted to calling a physic? Totaled your numbers in numerology?
If you’re brave enough, I hope you’ll tell me about it in the comments section after reading this post.
All of these are us searching for help from outside ourselves. Something bigger than we are.
And this is Miracle Series Post #7
If you are new to this blog I would encourage you to follow these links and start at Miracle Series Post #1. Then read the others so this post will make better sense. Here are links to the previous posts:
Picking Up Where We Left Off
My last post brought you to March. We lost Rob, and my friend, Vicki, soon after. My misery paled in comparison to the gut wrenching heartache of people I now cared very deeply for. I started coming out of my emotional fog by praying for these two families.
It was about this time my daughter, Mika, gave me my, “comeuppance” . She, not too delicately, told me my recent blog posts were a cop-out and I needed to be open and honest with what was going on in my life. She was right. I apologized in the post Responsibility, I Let You Down.
In writing that post, I figured out why I had found every excuse in the world to not write anything. Looking at the truth was just too hard.
But after my miracle daughter re-opened my eyes, I started looking for God in the tiniest detail of every day. And I Found Him!
I found Him here, in the sunrise from my front door on a particularly difficult morning
And here, in the miracle of my amazing, loving family.
Hidden in that photo, under Mika’s blue sweat shirt, is the miracle of my precious grand daughter. The tiny creature who kept me clinging to my sanity as I sloshed my way through this move and transition to a new life, in a new place, a new job, as I struggled to find new friends . . .
And the old me.
The me that was confident, strong, a fighter, a survivor, happy, and content.
The only photo I had of my inspiration looked like a peanut. So our tiny baby was Grandma’s “Peanut” for months. And I clung to the love of that child, my daughter, and son-in-love as I climbed out of my dark night of the soul. And no, love was not a miss-spelled word.
Together they carried me through.
No, that’s not totally right.
Their love, grounded in my love and trust in God, and His son, Jesus, carried me through.
And “Peanut” was my lifeline.
She kept everything in perspective.
And the funny thing is, we all new she was a she, long before we “knew” she was a she.
It’s All In How You Look At It
Life presents us with choices. So many choices.
We always have a choice to look at things from the positive, or from the negative.
We have the choice to do what’s right, or what’s wrong.
We have the choice to look up and see the rainbow –
Or keep our head down and miss beauty all around us.
Spring had officially arrived and just like the grass, the trees, the flowers, and my new grand baby, I made the choice to come back to life.
Are You In Need Of A Miracle Today?
Have you ever suffered through a difficult time?
If so, I hope you will share your thoughts and how you coped in the “Comments section” below. Your story may be just what someone reading this needs to hear.
And if you would like prayer, you can always contact me personally through the website email.
Thank you faithful readers for letting me know you really ARE reading this series. I was starting to worry that only the few brave souls leaving comments were! I finally received some amazing phone calls and messages about the series this week. So I will keep writing. So if you are enjoying these posts, but haven’t left me a comment, PLEASE DO! That’s the only way I know you’re enjoying what I write.
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Thank you all and God Bless!
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