A small miracle.

I'm one of those "weirdos" who believes in the power of God. His healing power to be specific.

Jesus and his disciples all performed miracles....real miracles as in raising the dead. I believe it happens in these days as well. Faith has a lot to do with it....even if it's the size of a tiny mustard seed, the Bible tells us.

My Aunt today, moved the fingers on her paralyzed hand. It may be that healing is slowly taking place within her body, and so, I shall give credit where credit is due.

I thank God for this small, and very encouraging miracle in her life.

It sometimes is the small things in life that become the most meaningful and this is one of those things. It made us laugh and be thankful together...something we hadn't done for a while.

Psalm 126:2-4 captures our emotions this night:

"2We celebrated with laughter
and joyful songs.
In foreign nations it was said,
"The LORD has worked miracles
for his people."
3And so we celebrated
because the LORD had indeed
worked miracles for us.
4Our LORD, we ask you to bless
our people again,
and let us be like streams
in the Southern Desert."