I’ve read through a lot. I’m 43 years old, and I read all the time. If there are words, they will be read.
One of the trends I’ve noticed…is that miracles are often not recognized until long after the fact. Or are so huge they can’t be overlooked.
And, since we have been able to mostly figure a lot of things out, much rarer than they used to be. And are often on the lines of Divine Inspiration being heard and noticed, either in research (medical, scientific, or otherwise), or in our personal lives.
It was a miracle in ’80 for Regan to take the White House. Less of one in ’84, considering how well he did in his first run through at jacking back the illusions the political classes were pushing, and showing the normal people who live in reality that yes, there was a man behind the curtain pretending to be the Great and Powerful Oz…and that he was kinda disappointing, actually.
Too bad his VP (elected in ’88) yoinked that curtain back shut because he was part of that particular class…which set the circumstances for the resurgence of Marxism…socialism…whatever you want to call the anti-individualist, collectivist philosophy that drives the political aristocratic classes.
The problem they had is that they couldn’t force the curtains all the way back shut. There were gaps. And reality kept showing through those gaps.
And the realists got pissed off at the fools whose damaged fingers kept reaching for the fire, and elected Trump (another miracle, honestly), which has set us up for a massive miracle, of the majority realizing what I learned as a child: the government does not care about the individual, and will not protect them. This realization could, with His Providence, bring back sanity in the way things are done in politics.
Note, I am saying that this has been a miracle, and that the miraculous will have to continue to happen, or things will…slump back into the swamp. Or worse.
Those miracles were on a national stage.
Other miracles, miracles of research…I know, first hand, people who should have been dead years ago. The only reason they’re not is because of pharmaceutical giants still searching for more treatments for things that are still a death sentence. One of my closest friends developed inflammatory breast cancer while she was breastfeeding her year-old son. It went to stage IV before it was identified, because it’s so sneaky of a disease.
She should have been dead five years ago, but she isn’t. Yes, she’s still got active cancer, and is fighting a rear-guard action to prolong her time—her son’s ten. She’s fighting for long enough to raise him. Because his father’s…not the advocate for him that he should be.
Her continued (and continuing) survival is a miracle. Yes, she’s in constant pain. No, she hasn’t been outright healed. Yes, she’s been praying (as have I, and everyone around her).
But that’s not how it works.
Thing is, every time one treatment starts failing to work, there’s another one that does work. That’s a fucking miracle, right there.
I’ve heard the whole argument: “That’s not a miracle, that’s science. A miracle would be having her healed.” Remember what I said about Divine Inspiration? How else do you describe the massive leaps forward in the medical research profession realizing that every type of cancer is different, and requires different treatments? How else do you describe the medical research profession finding new and different ways to approach something that defies anything other than the broadest of categorization?
Diabetes used to kill people. Routinely. Still can, if the individual with diabetes doesn’t understand what’s going on, and how to manage it. Or if they decide to just…stop treatment. HIV/AIDS used to absolutely kill people. It still can and does, if the person who has it doesn’t pay attention, and/or stops treatment.
The advances that turned those certain death sentences into manageable, if serious, health conditions? Miracles. Driven entirely by Divine Inspiration, and the gift of understanding and intuition.
I’ve heard other arguments: “If they had the faith, they’d be healed.” Or, “If they just prayed harder/was a better person…”
That isn’t the way God works.
He does things in a much smaller, quieter way than He used to. Partially because those gifts He set us up with? The ability to learn, to reason, to understand, to intuit and generalize? Those require less flashy intervention on His part. Which means He is actually requiring greater faith to actually keep going when something hurts, and the doctors are having a hard time figuring it out. Or when your treatment for a disease that will kill you makes you feel awful for a while (like an antibiotic does for the first week of a two week course for a nasty infection).
Or when the people in charge of the nation are cheerfully trying to play with matches in a grain silo.
He has made the way straight before us. It’s not easy, and it’s not level. But it’ll get us through to safety, if we stay on it.
And humanity in general, like sheep, have this nasty tendency to get distracted off the safe but hard path He has laid out for us, and bound off on the easy path (that leads straight to a sudden drop we can’t see, but that He can).
He laid the path out for us. He’s set our feet on it, and pointed us in the right direction (and He will keep doing that when we stray…if we ask for guidance). He’ll bap us back into line (assuming we’re paying attention). But it’s still up to us to walk the path. It’s up to us to grit our teeth and do the hard stuff to get to safety.
(I’m praying that the nation discovers the gumption and wisdom to stay the right course.)