I have lots of favorite things. My family, of course. I have a favorite book, a favorite song, a favorite singer, a favorite pair of jeans. There’s my favorite food, my favorite cookie sheets, and my favorite vacation spot. This time of year, sitting in the early morning with my tea and Bible and Christmas tree lights is my favorite thing to do. (It’s what I’m doing right now.) I even have a favorite miracle. Hands down, it would be Jesus. Start to finish…from His birth through His life to His death…Jesus is my favorite miracle!
Are you kidding me?!?! I have said these words a time or two (or a hundred or a thousand). Well…more times than I care to remember. Can anyone else relate? These are not kind, loving, happy words. Usually these words are spoken in great disbelief, or anger, or offense. Offense can keep us from our miracles….it’s time to let go and see our miracle!
I have done some crazy things in my time. You might not think they are super crazy….I’m not much of a thrill seeker…but I thought they were death-defying feats at the time. Then I met my husband, who is a thrill seeker (shark dives and bungee jumping), and my crazy feats…well…not so much. Check out how living a little crazy can affect your miracle….
Don’t you hate it when you go to get something from the cupboard you know you have, but you don’t really have it….it’s gone? (In my house, I just find an empty cereal box in the cupboard…why would you throw it away?) Or when you need to pay a bill, and the checkbook is empty? Or you get in the car and the tank is empty? What do you do when there’s a whole lot of nothing?