The God of Miracles

I still believe in miracles.

       And not just because I've read about them. But Because I've lived them. I've watched God heal hearts that years of hurt had kept bound. I've seen Him provide when there wasn't enough. I've heard Him speak so clearly there was no way it was just coincidence. I've watched Him restore what looked too broken to ever be put back together.

And I've had Him ask me to do things that made absolutely no sense to the world but perfect to him.

    That's why I love 2 Kings 6–7. It's miracle after miracle. A borrowed ax head floats. A servant's eyes are opened to see heaven's army. An entire enemy army runs away because God makes them hear something that isn't there. Four men everyone else had written off become the first to discover the miracle.

    Part of us as we read those stories might be tempted to think, That was then. But I don't believe that. I believe the God of 2 Kings is still the God of today. I think what changes isn't God but It's our own perspective.

   Elisha's servant walks outside and all he can see is the enemy surrounding him. Ive been there. I've had seasons where all I could see was the obstacle in front of me. The closed door. The attack. The uncertainty. The thing I was praying would change but just won't move.

His servants response was probably the same one mine would've been. "What are we going to do?"

   But Elisha wasn't looking through the eyes of fear. He was looking through the eyes of faith. So instead of praying for God to remove the army, he prayed, "O Lord, open his eyes and let him see!" (2 Kings 6:17, NLT)

   I've been thinking about that prayer this morning. And wondering how many times have I asked God to change my situation when what I really needed was for Him to change my perspective.

    I know i keep talking about that night in Alabama that I'll never forget. But everyday that I walk in this freedom it's like it just happened all over again. And i keep replaying it in my mind.

     It was dark. The lake smelled like fish. There wasn't a worship team. There wasn't a crowd. Just me, a few ladies and the Holy Spirit. And He whispered, "Leave your fear in the water."

    It didn't really make sense. It wasn't comfortable. But I obeyed. And Looking back, the miracle wasn't the lake. The miracle wasn't even getting in the water. The miracle was what God did in me because I trusted Him.

    Sometimes God changes our circumstances. And Sometimes He changes us instead. Looking back now, I can see His fingerprints in places where I thought He was silent. I can see His protection when I thought I was surrounded.

I can see His provision when I thought there wasn't enough. I can see His faithfulness when I wondered where He was.

    And that's the greatest miracle in these chapters. Not that an ax head floated. Not that armies fled. Not even that heaven's army surrounded Elisha. It's that God was working the whole time even when His people couldn't see it.

         Are you praying for a miracle today?

                              Keep praying.

 But add one more prayer. Lord, open my eyes.

Open my eyes to Your presence.

Open my eyes to Your provision.

Open my eyes to what You're already doing behind the scenes.

 The servant wasn't the only one who needed his eyes opened. Sometimes we do too.

"Don't be afraid! For there are more on our side than on theirs!" 2 Kings 6:16 (NLT)

        The God of miracles hasn't changed.

Sometimes we just need Him to help us see where He's already moving.

Love Pastor Mandy 

Ark of Hope Ministry 

Daily reading 2 Kings 6-7