When I was a little kid, my family started going to a church that would forever shift my life. The Pastor would tell us about the miraculous power of God. He told us that God still healed people…today. He told us that we were to do the things Jesus did and far greater. And I believed him.
Sometimes in life you find yourself at a place where no rational plan of action will seem to help. What do you do? Whether you are still without employment, divorced, broke, sick or simply having a really, really bad month…learning to live beyond your circumstances will change your outlook on community, life and God.
Maybe God is still powerful. Maybe miracles still happen. Maybe they can happen to you. Maybe.
A miracle is a supernatural intervention from God into the natural affairs of mankind. It is something that is uncommon, not the norm, a wonder, a marvel, or something astonishing. We have heard of miracles in the past…we may have even experienced one in our own life, however sometimes we lose light of God’s immeasurable power and abilities.
John 5 tells a story of Jesus healing a paralyzed man. He wasn’t just concerned for his soul, he was concerned for his physical and emotional experience that very day.
1-6 Soon another Feast came around and Jesus was back in Jerusalem.
Near the Sheep Gate in Jerusalem there was a pool, in Hebrew called Bethesda, with five alcoves. Hundreds of sick people—blind, crippled, paralyzed—were in these alcoves. One man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him stretched out by the pool and knew how long he had been there, he said, “Do you want to get well?”7 The sick man said, “Sir, when the water is stirred, I don’t have anybody to put me in the pool. By the time I get there, somebody else is already in.”
8-9 Jesus said, “Get up, take your bedroll, start walking.” The man was healed on the spot. He picked up his bedroll and walked off.
I’ve been asked by many of my friends to stop praying for the sick and down. “Tim, it scares people…it freaks them out.” When I see the miraculous work of God on someone’s life…it makes me want to do it more. God still heals. God still does miracles. It’s not about me…I’m not the big deal. I’m just a kid who grew up actually believing what they told me in Sunday School.
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When I was a kid and I got a new pair of high tops, I was so happy I could hardly keep it to myself. I wanted to show them off on the court. I believed they would make me jump a little higher, run a little faster and play a little better. We didn’t have a lot of money as a family. My father worked as steelworker and my mother, at a doughnut shop. Getting a new pair of shoes was not something that came frequently. It was a special occasion…and I was grateful.






