What is a miracle? Our use of the word miracle so often gets entangled in the mundane. For example, I’ve said before, “I woke up five minutes before my alarm, it’s a miracle!” or, “The library didn’t charge me for my 5-month overdue book, it’s a miracle!” I’m not saying that God wasn’t an intricate player in these odd occurrences in my life, because He definitely is! He wakes me up in the morning, puts breath in my lungs and graciously sustains my heart every beat through the day. And frankly, these mundane occurrences that I don’t even have to think about, reflexes, are super miraculous.
So if we define miracles as God acting, well then we’ve got countless miracles every day and that’s awesome! But, there are moments in our lives – Aha moments, when we see tangibly and inexplicably the power of God Almighty moving, healing, or redeeming things here on earth. And it causes us to rejoice in our mighty Father and proclaim His greatness with new fervor.
Saturday I met Miracle in Starbucks. She was on a date, sitting at a high table near to me and Thomas. I was trying to hear God tell me what I should write for a post and He was trying to tell me to go speak to Miracle. When I “feel” the prompting of the Spirit, it’s literally a feeling and for me it’s generally the same. My pulse quickens, my thoughts run towards one person (whomever Jesus wants me to speak to), I start to imagine speaking to them about something, and then there’s a p a u s e
—In this pause I have the freedom to decide if it really is the Spirit that is effecting these reactions in me.
I also have the freedom to choose to obey,
or to disregard the prompting—
How do you discern that what you’re feeling actually is the Spirit? Good question! And one that I think about a lot. The way I’ve come to discern the voice of the Lord for myself is one, through obedience and two, through God’s word.
When you feel a “nudge” or “invitation” to engage a stranger ask the Lord, “Is this you? What would You like me to say?” If God is asking you to engage someone, then He will bend your heart towards loving them. Now, if you hear when you ask those two questions: condemnation, criticism, fear, anger, lust or jealousy then it is not the Lord. Jesus wants to love the world to Himself through us, so it makes sense that His voice would be prompting you to love. When I’ve determined that it is indeed His voice and obeyed, it always results in good fruit. And when I don’t tangibly see the good fruit in front of me, I trust Him. I trust that He asked me to blindly obey Him for reasons bigger than me. And I walk forward in faith that my God is good and rewards those who seek Him (Hebrews 11.6).
His word says:
Isaiah 30:21 “And your ears shall hear a word behind you saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or left.“
II Corinthians 5:18-21 “All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation; that is, in Christ God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting to us the message of reconciliation. Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us. We implore you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God. For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.“
So I was sitting there, palms sticky, sipping on my peppermint mocha, and imagining myself butting into their date to introduce myself and Jesus. And I decided,
Yes Jesus, I’ll obey You. I’ll lay down my pride and I’ll abandon my fear. I’ll serve You and love this woman closer to You.
Introducing myself and Jesus was easier than I had literally imagined. Of course, there was that familiar awkward giggle, but Miracle’s face lit up and she shared with me how she became a Christian just over a year ago. How Jesus radically stepped into her life and rescued her from the dominion of darkness and brought her into His kingdom. She shared in a soft, gentle voice that last summer she set the date and time for her suicide. Caught in the mire of depression and self-hate she woke up knowing on a September morning that it was her final day.
But the day she planned her death, she heard of how Jesus already did the dying she longed for.
A friend randomly called her and invited her over for a visit. Her friend had prayed for her, soaked her house in prayer and when Miracle walked inside she was overcome with peace and tears of relief. Her friend shared Jesus’s story of redemption with her. Jesus became her self-worth, her joy, her purpose and future.
God stepping in – claiming her for eternity.
In one moment, a life determined to death, ransomed.
And it was a miracle.
She shared how when she was born it was under very dire circumstances, hence her mother named her Miracle; forever testifying to God stepping in to rescue her daughter. Miracle and I are now friends and I thank Jesus that He would step into my life, into my heart and nudge me into her path so that I could see again tangibly and inexplicably His power to save.