"Have you experienced any miracles in your life?" is today's Third Thursday Thought.
Have I experienced any miracles? Well, it all depends on your definitions.
Merriam-Webster defines 'miracle' as "an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs." Calling my experience 'miraculous' all depends on if you believe they were extraordinary events or that God intervened. I'll tell you the story and let you decide.
In the spring of 1993 there was an eighteen-year old guy living in Zimbabwe, Africa. Though an American, he grew up in Asia and Africa and only visited the States when his missionary parents came 'home' on furlough.
That spring the young man discussed college choices for the fall with his parents. Other American missionaries who lived nearby strongly recommended a small Southern Baptist university in rural Arkansas. After learning the university offered more scholarship money for missionary kids than any other school, the young man decided to enroll there.
His first visit to the university's campus came in the fall of 1993 when his parents settled him in his dorm room before freshman orientation.
In that same spring an eighteen-year old girl living in northeast Arkansas discussed college choices for the fall with her parents. Her options seemed limitless: a local community college, at least 5 different state universities (with full scholarships), a Christian university in Florida, or a small Southern Baptist university about three hours from her home in Arkansas.
The young lady eventually decided to attend the small rural Southern Baptist school. When her parents dropped her off for freshman orientation she felt like she had returned home. As a young child the girl had lived in an apartment on the same campus while her parents earned their degrees. She had visited classes with them during school vacations, attended student movie nights, and listened for the chapel bells to know when her parents were coming home.
Sometime during those first couple of chaotic weeks as freshmen the boy from Africa and the girl from Arkansas met. Neither one knew their meeting would change their lives. Neither one would even remember the meeting!
Fortunately they fell into the same group of friends and 'hung out' together. But were just friends.
Friends that is until the summer of 1996 when both stayed for summer school while most of their friends went home. I'll spare you the sappy details and just say that by the end of the summer our young man and young lady were dating and, a week after graduating from the small university, they married.
That's my story, but was it a miracle?
Was it a miracle that the other American missionaries just happened to have attended and sent their children to the Arkansas university?
Was it a miracle that the Arkansas university offered the best scholarships to missionary kids of all the other Southern Baptist schools that year?
Was it a miracle that the girl chose to return to the Southern Baptist school instead of attending a free state school?
Was it a miracle that they both decided to attend summer school?
|The Boy and the Girl now with their 3 boys and 1 girl!|
By Merriam-Webster's definition there was no 'extraordinary event' but there were a lot of little nudges from God as he divinely intervened to cause a boy from Africa and a girl from Arkansas to meet, fall in love and get married.
So, yes, I've experienced a miracle. Have you?