I turned on the car and watched the muffled grey light dance through the sleet pounding on the wind shield. I surveyed the ice piled up over two inches thick on the slick, steep, curvy road ahead, and prayed.
The 150 miles separating me from my destination seemed impassible. There were 590,000 people without power from New Mexico through Arkansas due to this huge ice storm, and I was about to drive right through the middle of it alone. This was a journey that I felt God was asking me to attempt. So, even though there was no one else in my car physically, God’s presence filled the interior, asking me to trust Him.
“God, I know you want me to go to this mission conference, but this is impossible,” I whispered. “If you want me to make this drive, I’m going to need a miracle.”
While some people believe in them, the more dubious think it’s just the emotion-filled endorphins of a weak mind creating fantasy explanations for the events altered by flawed memories to fit into a particular belief-system framework. Believers try to use them as “proof” for God. However, since they don’t fit into the scientific method and cannot be replicated over and over in an in-vitro study, the skeptics will continue to dismiss them.
Until it happens to them…
I’ve heard personal testimonies of amazing miracles in other people’s lives. Testimonies that defy all logic and reason if you were crazy enough to attempt to apply them.
However, those are their stories. I wasn’t there. I can’t validate them. I can only choose to believe the testimony of another. I guess that’s all anyone can ask.
But I have my own experience with miracles. And, [...]