Miracle Mondays

Beth over at A Mom's Life hosts Miracle Mondays each week.  She asks if you have a miracle you would like to share, to write about it and link back to her so we can all read about each other's miracles. I don't have a specific miracle to write about today, like I did when I posted a few weeks ago about Spencer's healing at birth, but I want to talk more generally about miracles.  

Sometimes my family will sit around and have discussions about politics or religion. While many people wouldn't want to discuss these controversial topics, we happen to not shy away from them. They are often very amusing conversations. Sometimes we will play a sort of Bible Trivia game where we try to stump each other with some obscure fact from the Bible. 

Recently, my mother in law asked what was the last miracle Jesus performed. Without missing a beat I answered..."He stopped Spencer's seizure this morning so we didn't have to use his rescue medication." Now I'm sure she was referring to His actual last miracle recorded in the Bible (BTW... what would you say it is... Rising from the dead or  healing Malchus' ear?)

However when I answered her, I answered in the present tense. I never considered the last miracle He performed was 2,000 years ago when He walked the earth. You see I still believe He performs miracles today... everyday. We just have to look for them and accept them as miracles, not just some random happening that can be explained away. 

On Saturday Spencer had a seizure. It was different from his normal seizure because he was actually able to come and get me and he could still talk. As he has gotten older, his seizures are beginning to change. He didn't know what to do. We called his dad to come inside and we began to time the seizure. Spencer kept asking... "What do we do? It's not stopping but I don't want to use the rescue med." This was a totally new experience for us because Spencer is usually non-responsive when he is having a seizure. Then he said something I should have said out loud. "Let's pray Mom!" 

You see I was already praying in my head but not out loud. When Spencer said it, I had a momentary knot in my stomach. A hundred thoughts ran through my mind. 

Why didn't I suggest praying out loud first? This would have been a perfect teaching opportunity about faith. But what if we pray and it doesn't stop? What will Spencer think then? Will if affect his faith? What if he thinks God isn't listening? What if he begins to think praying doesn't work? Why am I doubting that it will stop. I'm not supposed to doubt. What if the seizure doesn't stop because of my doubt. I know God's spoken word plus faith has power. Just stand on what you believe. Stand on God's promises. How do I explain to him that God is in control of this even if the outcome isn't what we want it to be?

Of course all of these thoughts plus more went through my mind in just a second. Then Spencer, Greg, Mary Lyndsey and I held hands and began to pray out loud. We prayed that the seizure would stop. We prayed that he wouldn't have any more seizures. We took turns praying scripture out loud. Then... the seizure stopped.

Spencer said something at that moment that I think is profound for an 8 year old.

"My God is bigger than epilepsy." 

Wow. If we could all only see our God as bigger than whatever problem we are facing. If we all only stopped to pray out loud first and stand on His promises. If we all only had the faith of a child. Now that would be a miracle.

To read what Dictionary.Com has to say about miracles go here.

I also found this article very interesting. *I haven't examined this site completely so read with caution.

PS... We will be attending the National Epilepsy Walk this coming weekend so I will be posting information on epilepsy and our experiences for the next few days. I hope you will check back to learn more.