What is a miracle? Most dictionaries define it as an extraordinary occurrence that is ascribed to a divine or supernatural cause, especially to God. I see a challenge with this statement, because since we are creations of a supernatural God, and we are expected to engage in a full relationship with him, arenít miracles a part of our everyday lives. Itís Godís presence and actions that produce the miracle in the first place. The natural order of the universe is in itself a daily miracle of rising and setting of the sun, kinetics, kaleidoscope of colors, and a multitude of creations to share daily space with.
Itís a miracle the world is not a Hollywood ďBĒ movie, or that the current radicals donít get their global way. The point is the miracle is not part of the extraordinary, but the intra-ordinary of our lives. This statement is in complete love and respect for Godís existence. I am in awe of His perpetual gifts in plain view, every day, and if I can see them, canít others?
So, what is extraordinary? God. Only God is outside the ordinary. Only He can exist outside the daily ďordinaryĒ of our lives. Heís not only outside it but beyond it makes Him supernatural. But the definition of ordinary must be challenged, as well. The general definition uses words like - exceptional, commonplace, and customary. This gives the impression of dullness, without life. Maybe, itís just me, but ordinary is a divine world of fascination that humans have lived in for so long, they have become blind, similar to the Fool on a tarot card.
Has humanity become blatant fools to the divine around them? Maybe. God has created all of our necessities in life, abundantly, yet we expect Him to manifest Himself as a giant with a mega-sledge hammer, to stand over us constantly to make us acknowledge His presence and gifts in our lives (good grief).
God blessed our intellects to create the wonders we can take valid credit for (electricity, medicine, mechanics, etc.), yet we blame Him when our experiments donít pan out right. God shares His creative flow with us and we insult Him.
Accept the divine world that you are in. Every day is wonderful, even if itís in blue-sky or in a blizzard. Sing Mr. Rogersí song (he was a smart guy); itís a bea-u-ti-ful day in the neigh-bor-hood, itís a bea-u-ti-ful day to be a neigh-bor, wonít you be mine (everybody sing!), wonít you be mine. Now, didnít that warm your heart?
If you can warm your heart, you can warm Godís heart, too. And that is a miracle? To do something so simple that it can warm Godís heart. The miracle to bless God, Almighty! Think about that! We, the creations, can bless the Creator through our daily actions instead of spitting out curses. Thatís a profound piece of knowledge.
He told us that, too. I canít remember exactly where, but I know it is stated in the bible that when we extend ourselves to the needs of others, we are providing for Him directly. (When we feed someone, we fed Him, when we visited the prisoner of injustice, we visited Him).
It could be that miracles are not what God chooses to produce but what we chose to acknowledge in our lives. God always produces but humans donít always see it. Miracles are everywhere. They are in an apple in the supermarket, in our childrenís faces, and in glimpses of inspiration. Embrace them.