Look at the miracle

Job lost his whole family. All of his kids died. His wife blamed him and ran off. He was in need of a severe miracle. Speaking of miracles, I really believe our children are miracles. I remember the birth of each of my girls. The first time Lilly looked at me was unforgettable. Emma and Kate coming out after months of sharing a womb. The 1Dr’s were worried about the twins being early and they would be in the NICU for several weeks. They came out with fully developed lungs. After a series of test they were released in spite of an early delivery. Hailey coming out crying and she’s never stopped being vocal ever since. Hours after being born she became sick and was gracefully healed. 
 
We were watching goats be born this last week. The head was partly out. The kid was swallowing and taking in fluid. One of the girls asked if it was drowning. I explained it was ok until it was time to breathe. As long as the umbilical cord is inside, the goat can remain breathing fluid. As soon as the cord is out of the body, there is a miraculous instant where the blood flowing into the lungs now requires oxygen. This is the miracle of life.

It’s easy to classify life as a miracle, but what about small miracles which happen everyday? Do we take the time to recognize everyday small miracles? Are we willing to give God the credit? Do we spend time explaining away the miracles instead of rejoicing for them? Do we only think of miracles as major events? Do we become deceived by a miraculous expectation that we can’t see miracles happening before eyes?
Speaking of a miracle:

 “Then when he was come into Galilee, the Galilaeans received him, having seen all the things that he did at Jerusalem at the feast: for they also went unto the feast. So Jesus came again into Cana of Galilee, where he made the water wine. And there was a certain nobleman, whose son was sick at Capernaum. When he heard that Jesus was come out of Judaea into Galilee, he went unto him, and besought him that he would come down, and heal his son: for he was at the point of death. Then said Jesus unto him, Except ye see signs and wonders, ye will not believe. The nobleman saith unto him, Sir, come down ere my child die. Jesus saith unto him, Go thy way; thy son liveth. And the man believed the word that Jesus had spoken unto him, and he went his way. And as he was now going down, his servants met him, and told him, saying, Thy son liveth. Then enquired he of them the hour when he began to amend. And they said unto him, Yesterday at the seventh hour the fever left him. So the father knew that it was at the same hour, in the which Jesus said unto him, Thy son liveth: and himself believed, and his whole house. This is again the second miracle that Jesus did, when he was come out of Judaea into Galilee.”
John 4:45-54 KJV

This was a miracle. The official expected fully his child to die. There could be a hundred explanations of why the fever broke. The father however attributed it to Jesus noting the exact time. The father also expected a specific response from Jesus. He wanted him to come with him.  

Can you imagine that walk home? I’m visualizing it to be much like our own lives. With statements like Jesus doesn’t even care enough to come and heal my circumstance. In a modern time like ours it’s easy to pray and see Gods favor but sometimes the miracle is almost distorted because of other attendant circumstances. Modern medicine and scientific explanations rob God of His glory continually. Isn’t it amazing how we can explain the properties of water but can’t recreate it? Jesus even handled the small miracles. 
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Every day we are exposed to miracles and testimonies of those miracles. We need to take the time to acknowledge God in all He does. Miracles strengthen our faith and help guide us on our purpose path.