Something happens the older you get. You start experiencing different kinds of heart break that you never experienced before. The heartbreak is bigger than the things that used to weigh you down, and life situations come that make you ask yourself, “How did I ever end up here? How is it possible that I’m in this situation?”
Death of a loved one. Painful disease. Loss of a child. Job failure. Financial struggles that affect your kids. Taking care of sick parents. Realizing you’re halfway through your life and have done nothing that you ever thought you would. Loneliness from still being single. Faith crisis. Miscarriages. Adoption failure. Identity crisis. Terminal illness. Divorce. Discrimination. Racism. Abuse. Depression. Mental health struggles. Betrayal. Addiction.
We all experience different burdens, but they all carry their own pain that we have to feel every part of. Even though the trials are different, the pain is the same. It comes heavy. It’s overwhelming and often leads to feelings of insurmountable despair and darkness. It leads to a loss of control of the circumstance of your life, and often times, it breaks you down for a while.
The Christian world focuses a lot on having the faith to bring miracles. On relying on God to save you from the situation at hand, in the nick of time, and remaining faithful with the hope that He will save. I’ve seen these types of miracles. I have seen God’s hand in countless situations that should never had ended up the way they did, but because He intervened, hearts and people were saved. I have felt Him during times of intense darkness, and I know that He is there. But this type of miracle doesn’t always come in this life. God doesn’t always part our red sea, at least not in how we wished that He would.
Today I want to talk about a different miracle. Today I want to talk about the miracle of remaining faithful, hopeful, and finding life when the pain of the situation doesn’t go away. When weeks and months and years go by, and you realize that the miracle you’ve been praying to see for so long isn’t coming in the way that you thought it would. When you realize that your situation isn’t going to change, but you cling on to God anyway.
Recently I have hit a humbling understanding that my prayers need to change. And instead of pleading with God to bring in this miracle the way I want it to come, I have began to pray for His strength. I have began to pray for greater faith, for more patience, long-suffering, and charity.
I think this is where the great miracle lies. The greatest miracle comes when our situations of darkness don’t end, but we’re given strength anyways.
The greatest miracle comes when we bear through the longevity of a trial we once thought would make us crumble.
The greatest miracle comes when we don’t turn our backs to God, even when in our eyes He has seemed to turn His back on us.
The greatest miracle happens when we allow our hearts to be softened, our will to become more aligned with His, and we rely on His grace and mercy to get through our every day.
The greatest miracle happens when we experience life on a different plane than we ever had before, yet in the midst of pain, feel God’s love all around us.
The greatest miracle is when the miracle we pray for doesn’t happen, and we keep faithfully living anyways.
You are strong. Find your miracle, no matter how small it may seem.
And keep pressing on.