We Believe in Miracles...IN HIS WORDS

Do you believe in miracles? What is a miracle? Two years ago while in Indianapolis I met a traveling evangelist who is known for his healing miracles. While I was sharing my story with him, he spoke a specific word of healing over me but he said to look for the miracle within the miracle. I knew several other people who had been healed by him so I believed that this was the end of the seizures for me, I just wasn’t sure what it meant to “look for the miracle within the miracle.”  As we know, the seizures have not stopped and the next one came a month after talking to him.

Just because I was not healed, does that mean that there was no miracle? It would be easy to say that, but the truth is that I have discovered and continue to discover many miracles in my life even with the continued existence of the seizures. It’s easy to ask, “if God is so great why does He allow these things to happen?” There are many deep theological answers to that question but perhaps one of the simplest is that He allows them to happen so that we can experience His presence and miraculous power on a daily basis.

In the previous posts I have related enough about my seizures for you to know that they are no picnic, yet I can and will share how each one has included miraculous circumstances. It’s easy to want what we want and expect God to provide it and bless it, it is another thing to try to see God’s will in the hardships that happen and accept it as such. It’s the difference between asking for the miracle you want and accepting the miracle God gives you. We want the miracles that will make our lives the easiest; God gives us the miracles that will keep us coming back to Him.  

So what miracles have happened? Well for one, I am still here to be writing this. After the most recent seizure I had a dark cloud of deep depression hanging over me, part of which included suicidal tendencies. After every seizure it is a long hard fight both physically and mentally that takes weeks just to become functional again. It takes physical therapy just so I can pick up my daughters. I just couldn’t do it again. The thought of going through all that just to have another seizure made me want to end my life, the vicious cycle that had become my life had finally, completely broken me. I could not and would not do it again.

Yet as I fought a fight I knew I would not win, the miracles began to happen. Shortly after my seizure, my wife got a great job offer out of the blue from a company in Delaware that we didn’t even know existed that has turned out to be a perfect opportunity in every way possible. When we put our house up for rent we found perfect renters in less than a day for the house. Our families made a lot of sacrifices to come down and take care of the girls until we did move and then helped us move. And I have had the opportunity to reconnect with friends and get back into playing disc golf, a lot which has gone a long way to help in the healing process. But most importantly, God once again took my broken mind and somehow, for some reason held it in His hand until it could become whole again.

If it were up to me I would have chosen a different path than what the last four years have held, yet I can only trust that God has a plan in the constant breaking and healing I have gone through. I don’t know what the future holds but I do know what the past has held and I know without question that God has walked every step of the way with me and I can only trust that He will continue to do so.

So I will ask you again, do you believe in miracles? I definitely do because I am one.

- Adrian