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Miracle of the heart

I was driving on my usual route between Kaukauna and Green Bay when I had the most audible conversation with the Lord 9 days ago. Actually, it was probably more of a "talking to," as I didn't say a word. God took about 30 seconds and totally changed my heart. You need a little background for this to make sense. For a long time my life has been supremely affected by a person I've never met. A person I've been panicked about meeting. A person whom my son has met of late...and I haven't known what to do with that!

On my little drive, God said this: Your son is going to like this person. He may even love this person some day. And that is okay. You are going to be okay with that. Because he will still love you. But more than that, because I love you. I love you enough. My love IS enough. You're ready to meet. Your heart can take it. Because I love you. Enough. I am Enough. Do you believe this?

That end part was the kicker. My favorite "I AM" statement from John ends with Jesus asking that question: "Do you believe this?" after he tells Martha that he is the resurrection and the life. I have always loved that fact that Jesus asked this. As if she could say no...what would happen if she said no?! The answer for me is of course yes. Yes for a million different reasons, the number 1 of which was I know the state of my heart and the dread and the panic that lived there prior to that little talking to and I know the peace and insane joy that had moved in after only 30 seconds.

Friends, God can work miracles on hearts. What you can weep and gnash your teeth over for years can be fixed in a second because He decides it's time. Sometimes I think that happens through intense prayer on our parts, and sometimes, like in that crazy miracle of mine, God knows that we need before we ask him...and he delivers.

However. I was asked a question in my miracle and my answer there determined the road. "Do you believe this?" I could have said no. Or done an "are you kidding?!" I could have just decided I was having crazy thoughts and moved on. I chose to believe.

It makes me wonder about the little miracles in our lives. How many are there? How many do we accept? How many miracle do we lose because our hearts are hard and God can't move in them? How many do we rationalize away? If we don't believe in them, they can lose their power because it is the belief that brought them on in the first place. Jesus didn't do miracles because people needed food and physical healing; he did miracles because he wanted to people to believe in the One who sent him, and in himself. Believing was important.

Believing is still important. Friends, you've got to believe in the relationship that God wants to have with you. You need to believe His words. You need to believe that Jesus Christ is who He says He is and that Jesus' will is that of the one who sent Him. You need to buy into the love that the Bible so amply tells us God has for each one of his children.

My prayer is that we all find ourselves with hearts ready to believe. That are always open to miracles as they come. And that we accept the miracle; no matter how alike or different it is than what we expected/wanted/hoped for. What miracle God provides is the one that is needed. Believe Him. He's asking that of you...

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