Miracles and Wonders Today
If there is a story to be told of the place I have been the last few months, it would be this: I waited for a miracle. I lived in hope and I waited for a miracle. I know I am not the only one.
These days, so many hearts are waiting for miracles and wonders: the miracle of healing. The miracle of new life in a barren womb. The miracle of a broken relationship being restored. The miracle of repentance and renewed faith.
But what if there are no miracles or wonders?
What if there is no healing on earth? What if an apology will never come? What if our loved one never returns to the Lord, to us?
Oswald Chambers writes, “We look for visions from heaven, for earthquakes and thunders of God’s power (the fact that we are dejected proves that we do), and we never dream that all the time God is in the commonplace things and people around us.”
What if the miracle and wonder has always been about what is done in our hearts, in the midst of the messy and the mundane?
The countless times that I have been on my knees in prayer, my heart pleading desperately — for hope in a hopeless season, for a forgiving heart, for repentance or restoration, for a new chance or a new beginning. And yet, the miracle has always been right there — my heart turning to the Lord of all in faith.
“And suddenly, a woman who had a flow of blood for twelve years came from behind and touched the hem of His garment. For she said to herself, “If only I may touch His garment, I shall be made well.” But Jesus turned around, and when He saw her He said, “Be of good cheer, daughter; your faith has made you well.” And the woman was made well from that hour.” (Matthew 9:20-22)
This woman, she was in a desperate condition and she had been for twelve years already. She was considered unclean, an outcast in her brokenness. If she were to touch Jesus, she would be condemned — and this is why she decided to touch the hem of His garment, to approach Jesus secretly. She did not openly ask Jesus to heal her; but her faith was sure that He would heal her just the same.
There are many things to this woman’s faith that are not necessarily right, starting from her superstitious belief that touching the garment of Jesus would heal her. Yet her faith, though not perfect, was enough for her to receive from Jesus what she wanted. She was made well.
I think of the ten lepers who Jesus cleansed, and yet only one of them returned to give glory to God. To him, Jesus said: your faith has made you well. These ten lepers, they all walked away with healed bodies but the one leper who returned to Jesus to glorify God — his heart was healed as well. Is that not always the greatest miracle in this world, when our brokenness is met and His great love heals us.
So Jesus answered and said, “Were there not ten cleansed? But where are the nine? Were there not any found who returned to give glory to God except this foreigner?” And He said to him, “Arise, go your way. Your faith has made you well.” (Luke 17:17-19)
What if the miracle and wonder has always been about what is done in our hearts? What if the miracle right here, right in this moment — is found in our praise, in the echoes of faith lingering in our hearts in the moments of despair and darkness?
The miracles we are waiting for? They might never come while we are here on Earth. That is for the Lord to purpose and plan. All is in His hands, and all is in His timing.
Our faith is imperfect at best; our weaknesses are many and they abound. Yet we live in a land of hope: the light of grace shines bright and we are close to His heart of mercy. Our hearts are changed, from glory to glory as we bring praise to the One who holds our hearts.