“We will not hide them from their children, but tell to the coming generation the glorious deeds of the LORD, and his might, and the wonders that he has done.”—Psalm 78:4 (ESV)
Autism is a rare disorder.
Children who suffer from it spend all their time focusing on a small aspect of their life. It may be a button on their jacket.
An autistic child can, for the whole day, restrict their attention to the button. They will do just that—repeatedly.
What therapists do for these children is disconnect them from the narrow focus the disorder restricts them to by making them look up in the sky.
When it comes to miracles, all Christians are autistic.
We have drawn conclusions of what qualifies to be a miracle and what doesn’t. Miracles are essentially the big things, the ones we will talk about during testimony time in our prayer meetings and heads turn. Anything short of that is not a miracle, we have concluded.
We focus on one aspect of life and close out everything else.
When we restrict our attention to the “extraordinary,” we miss a God who works in ordinary ways. We forget that the God of the Bible works and saves through ordinary means. He also gives Himself to us through the ordinary means of bread and wine. When we overlook the ordinary, we miss all the things God is doing in our lives.
We miss the miracle that woke up this morning.
We miss the miracles that we have people who love us.
We miss the miracle that God has given the opportunity to hear and believe His Gospel.
We miss the miracle that our children are able to go to school and graduate with degrees.
We also miss the miracle that we are able to give our children in marriage.
Yesterday as I was running late on my commute to work, I found a taxi which was to cut traffic jam by way of using a different route. Was that a miracle? Absolutely!
When I got to town, I found another taxi which needed just one passenger to hit the road. Was that a miracle? Because I’d be sitting waiting for it to fill up, it was a glorious miracle.
Miracles have their place in our daily grind. It is in the sweat of toil, the patience of parenthood, the perseverance in faith, the pain of suffering, dinner with a new neighbour, and the serenity of family quiet times that God works. Miracles happen every day.
What we need is to look up and see how vast the universe is. Until then, we will not be thankful for the miracle that we are alive today.