I believe in miracles. I believe God uses us to do these miracles. There are stories in the Bible of God using people’s imperfections to achieve wondrous things.
One of my greatest imperfections is disorganization. But here’s an example of God using that flaw for his purposes.
On a Sunday I was supposed to do the children’s sermon, my memory failed me until I was almost out the door. In a panic, I looked through a closet near our garage door and grabbed the game Acrobats, figuring I could come up with something.
This game involves magnetism. From the center of an arch, a magnetic bat hangs. Then kids hang other bats of various sizes off it. The game ends when all the toy creatures fall down from the accumulated weight.
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I had the kids play until the bats fell. Then I had them do it again, only that time, I held the magnetic bat in place so, no matter how many bats were hung, they didn’t fall down.
“This is the way our lives are,” I concluded, “Sometimes we feel like we have so many burdens that they’re going to drag us down. And they can, too. But with God’s help we can overcome our burdens. God never gives us more than we can handle — with God’s help.”
The sermonette seemed rather lame to me, but it got by.
After church a lady I didn’t know came up to me with tears in her eyes. A friend of hers had been asking her for ages to visit our church, and that day she finally had.
She said that God must have told her to come because my children’s sermon was just what she needed to hear. She had definitely had burdens, feeling almost suicidal. In one year, she went through a bitter divorce and lost both parents. My little homily reminded her to keep her faith and turn her burdens over to God.
I was amazed. That little talk thrown together at the last minute was a lifeline for her. I felt that God used me to perform a healing miracle.
Was it just coincidence to be disorganized that day? I don’t believe that.
I feel that miracles happen so often that we don’t notice most of them. It doesn’t have to be walking on water. Saving someone from despair is a miracle, too.
I’m amazed at people who will accept a “coincidence” with odds of a million to one rather than acknowledge that God still performs miracles today — and even uses us and our flaws to accomplish them.
Look at your life. I’ll bet you’ve performed miracles, too!
Suzanne Conaway may be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.