I've Seen a Miracle!

It’s funny. We hear people exclaim “it’s a miracle” all the time, usually rather facetiously. There’s little wonder involved and the event, change, occurrence, prize in the cereal (does that still exist?), etc. has no metaphysical connection. Because of this, the term is smirked at at best and dismissed as anachronistic with a roll of the eyes in more mundane conversation. One who proclaims to be witness to the miraculous not only receives these reactions but becomes the recipient of doubt and a puppy pat on the shoulder as well.

Well, at great risk to reputation and trust: I’ve seen a miracle.

The indisputable Webster’s defines a miracle as ‘an extraordinary even manifesting divine intervention in human affairs.’ In the language of the people, something only God can do. When accused of blasphemy for taking the mantle of God, Jesus gave as proof the ability to do what no other could do, the miraculous. In John 10:37-38, Jesus explains that his accusers need only to see that He does what they had seen in history being done by Yahweh. If they align, Jesus offers, then that fact bears witness to the truth that the Father is in Him, and He in the Father.

I am blessed to see the miraculous almost daily. Not in terms of instant fermentation or a marine ATM but rather, in the change of dead to living. I am privileged to see in the lives of people around me that once dead hearts have been brought to life. Hearts once sclerotic and hard as stone, melted by the truth of the Gospel. Hearts that now pump strong and vigorous because of the faith that they possess in the fact that Jesus lovingly paid the penalty due for their sin, freeing them from death and giving them life. The heart might pump with hesitation at first but the deeper a person becomes engaged with this singular act of love, the stronger the beat becomes.

Death to life. Stone to silk. These are miracles and you too can witness them every day.

Warren Rachele
Idaho, 2017

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