We moved to Minneapolis about 43 years ago as my husband took the next step in his advertising career. I was a stay at home mom with three growing children. The bills were mounting up after an uninsured hospital stay revealed that Paul had a hyper-active thyroid which was causing heart attack symptoms.
It was nearing Christmas and we had no money. One night as he was leaving work, he found a package of frozen meat on the hood of his car. He knew that one of his fellow workers had a cattle ranch. The week before Christmas, he received a check from his employer – the only bonus check given out that year. Some would call this circumstance, but we looked at it as God’s miraculous hand in our struggling life.
Christmas is a time of miracles, but I believe they happen every day. This one particular Christmas was just one small example of God’s miraculous hand in all that we do. The fact that we’re given a new day to do his work; that new life is created and delivered every minute; that we are given so many opportunities; that we have the joy of knowing our future has been mapped out by the Creator of the universe – those are all miracles.
Thank you, Lord, for your continuous hand in my life, but most of all thank you for your precious Son, Jesus. Amen!