My husband shared today how as he gets older, he’s more often living in the world, but not of it.
He says, he wants to live the miracle life.
I asked “What do you mean when you say the miracle life?”
He tells me, “the world is too mixed up. By living in the world we’re vulnerable to anxieties, materialism, greed and unhappiness.”
He says, “a good deal of the world has forgotten God. God has been replaced by money, striving and egos. Not like in my childhood when people talked about God all the time. I want to talk about God.”
He tells me in his heartfelt musings, that the miracle life is a Jesus paved road, where we bear much fruit and find peace. It’s a life where we relinquish grasping, striving and worry.
He says, “the miracle life is one of kindness, where a little kindness blooms more kindness.”
He reminds me of the words of German theologian and philosopher Meister Eckhart, “The soul has two faces; one that is permanently turned toward God, and the other faces the world.”
The miracle life is a life facing God, a grace drenched life immersed in living the kingdom of God, on earth as in heaven.
Jesus adversary asks, “What is the kingdom of God like? And to what shall I compare it?”
Jesus answers, “It is like a grain of mustard seed that a man took and sowed in his garden, and it grew and became a tree, and the birds of the air made nests in its branches.”
It’s a welcoming life where we nest, thrive, bloom and spread our arms out wide.
Jesus tells us that it’s a kingdom of good news, and says it’s God’s “good pleasure to give us the kingdom”.
The miracle life is where provisions come without striving or pleading.
In the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus says, “take no thought about what we shall eat or, what we shall we drink..or how we’ll be clothed, for God already knows we need these things.”
But he offers instruction for receiving these provisions. We are first to “seek the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”
He tells us, to not worry, to be happy. “Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”
“Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?”
And, “See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?”
Faith, such a small, yet powerful word — is the key to the doorway of the miracle life.
In Hebrews, we learn “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”
Having faith means claiming a life of unwavering belief in the supernatural grace of the unseen God, a God who moves mountains and hills before us, comforts us in our mourning, who forgives graciously, and knows our heart.
“Shout for joy, you heavens; rejoice, you earth; burst into song, you mountains! For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones!” – Isaiah 49:13
Jesus also tells his disciples, “apart from me you can do nothing“.
This miracle life is a life of radical surrender, of relying not on ourselves, but on the omnipotent power of Christ, and the guiding light of The Holy Spirit Jesus promised who’d come.
“The Comforter, who is the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.”
I think of my own life, after years of wandering in deserts of the world, when I finally surrendered and turned toward the miracle life, toward God – a radical surrendering that’s still my daily prayer. How in my surrender, God reshaped, cleansed, healed and guided me toward a new life.
I realize years before my spiritual eyes were opened, God had already sent preeminent grace – the meeting of my husband at 35 years old, intimacy carving and shaping in me a new heart after years of relationship struggles, the blessings of giving birth at 40 after two miscarriages. When my son was a toddler, intrigued by the beauty of an old stone church we’d walk by each day on the way to the park, he insisted we go in and sit. Together we sat on the hard cold pew in the empty church, listening in wonder to the sacred echoes of silence. We went again and again, sometimes the organist practicing ancient hymns, captivated my wide-eyed son who listened in wonder, as the stirrings of my own soul called me back to the God I abandoned in my youth.
It took years before I had the big dream where Jesus asked me to follow him, before I surrendered fully.
God graced me with new friends living this miracle life, those who walked beside me, shining a light before me on this new and strange path.
I started by studying scripture, Jesus words jumping off the page into my heart.
This parable speaking carpenter said things that turned, and continue to turn my soul inside out.
And, so, I started a new life — a miracle life – of pruning branches no longer bearing fruit, and purging parts of me bruised and tattered – handing them over. The gospel of John says, “for God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” Save — salvo in Latin means to set free, to liberate, and in Greek, it’s sozo, meaning to heal, to rescue. How I needed so much to be set free, to be healed, to be rescued from the trappings of the world that held me in it’s grasp.
The miracle life is a life where we engage in God-breathed work, the blessings of deepening friendship and community, of healing emotional wounds, of knitting relationships and deepening love. It’s a life where a gracious God showers us with ongoing provisions and unexpected gifts, who each day removes the scales off blinded hearts.
Even amidst desert times, when life is mundane, when the future is unclear, the sun of hope always shines, faith as our navigator, guiding our way.
In the miracle life, we trust our creator is at work sculpting us, day in and day out into a new creation, to become as C.S. Lewis termed, ‘little Christs’. In this life we become lights in the world, continuing the work of the kingdom of God, bringing others along on this holy adventure.
A life where “a little kindness blooms more kindness”.
Therefore if anyone is in Christ, they are a new creation: old things are passed away; behold, all things are made new. -2Corinthians 5:17
This miracle life is just that – a supernatural life, a life that can never be put in a box, or under a shelter. It is a living, breathing life, moving in, beyond and through us.
“You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.” Isaiah 55:12
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