(The complete index of 31 days entries can be found here on Day 1)
Today’s entry is coming very late. Sorry. I almost skipped it altogether. But I am so close to actually doing a complete 31 day series without missing a single day. And I have a major problem with being inconsistent so you can see why being this close to the finish line, I just can’t miss a day now. But I’ve had a major migraine. And staring at the computer screen, even with the brightness at 22%, is still painful.
So, without further adieu, here’s today’s list, which I think is appropriate with it being Sunday.
List the miracles you’ve witnessed…
First, let me just say if you don’t believe in miracles you might not notice them. But everyday, everywhere there are miracles. Some might be minor and some major, but non the less, miraculous.
I will list some of the major miracles that I have personally seen and/or been a part of:
1) First miracles I remember seeing, I was sixteen or seventeen. I was at a church youth camp. We had just had a great service and everyone’s faith was high. There was a young man there that had been born deaf. He wanted a miracle. And we all prayed for him. Nothing happened. We were sent back to the dorms. But some of us gathered in the hallway outside and wanted to pray for him one more time. All of a sudden he put his hands over his ears and just started crying. He could hear. Imagine not ever hearing and then when you do, the first thing you hear is a bunch of people praying loudly around you. I saw him again a few months after that, he could still hear and was going through speech therapy.
2. My son, Jared, was diagnosed with lymphoma when he was four years old. He had a large knot on his neck. He was tested extensively. It was during the holidays and the pediatric oncologist was out of town so the other doctor team was sending results and scans to oncologists at another hospital. And I was desperately praying. Along with my family, friends and church. We had to return several times over the next month. Most of it is a blur but he started feeling better. His numbers improved. He was supposed to start treatments within the month. I wanted to wait because I believed God would heal him and I was already seeing improvement. The knot on his neck was shrinking. Every week, we went back to the hospital for more tests and to have his neck measured. He was healed. It was not instant but he had a clear bill of health within about three or four months.
3. My maternal grandmother was the best example I have known of what it means to be a Christian. I never heard her say a negative thing about a single person. Even the people that I saw mistreat her. And I know she prayed and read her Bible daily. She had a hard life. She had polio when she was very young which left her crippled. She went to college and became an English teacher. She lost her job because she was a Christian and a parent spread lies about her. She married a preacher and they had three children – two boys and then a little girl, my mom. When my mom was only six, her father passed away. That meant my handicapped grandmother raised three children by herself. Just wanted to give you a little history first. When she was in the nursing home, she lived about forty minutes away from the family. Someone, usually my mother, would try to go by and visit her everyday. I remember when things got bad, that I prayed that an angel would be there to help her in the end. I was very saddened to think that this amazing woman might be alone when it was her time. My mother went and visited her one day and Grandma kept talking about a man visiting her. At the time, we thought it was the medicine. Her roommate said that she kept asking her who the man was that kept sitting in the corner of the room. No one was there. The next day, she passed away. She was all bunched up on the side of the bed next to the wall. My mom asked the nurses why she was like that; due to the polio, her legs were extremely small and she was much heavier on top. It would take at least two people to get her in and out of bed, much less arrange her like that on the bed. No one had moved her. My mom talked to the roommate. She said that my grandmother had been talking about the man sitting in the corner all day. Then my grandmother had moved to the side of the bed so the gentleman could sit on the bed beside her and was holding her hand. The roommate never saw him. But my grandmother did. And I know that God had sent her someone to be with her so she was not alone when she took her last breath.
4. My dad had kidney problems this past summer. The doctors did multiple tests, thinking he had kidney disease or cancer. There were multiple cysts and cloudy mass in his MRI/CAT results and his numbers in his blood work did not look good. We were naturally worried and that’s the main reason I had purchased a plane ticket to visit earlier this month. But after months of testing and and waiting and lots of prayer, his blood work came back normal. Twice. Then the did another MRI and instead of waiting until the next week for his doctor appointment to get the results, the doctor called him the next day to say everything was showing okay and he had nothing to worry about!!
That’s my top 4. There’s plenty more. Like when I was riding in a van that almost had a head on collision on the side of the mountain on a one lane road. Tire tracks showed the van going off the mountain and then back on the road. I had gotten blood poisoning. My mom had came by to visit and left. Something prompted her to turn around and come back. I had been fine one minute and the next was having seizures with a temperature of 105. I wasn’t supposed to be able to have any more children after my miscarriage due to doctor negligence. But God healed my body and we had three sons after that. God worked a miracle in the way our house sold once and the job my husband got. On and on and on.
I’ve been blessed. More than I deserve.