The most amazing miracle happened to me yesterday. I work an awful lot on my laptop these days--or for the past year--so I've basically killed the battery and it just recently started shutting off without warning when it was empty. The battery was crap and I needed a new one so my parents said that they would give me one for Christmas.
Fast forward to December 17, 2009. I've seen a lot of miracles in my life, legs lengthened, cancer cured, disabilities fixed. They were mostly orchestrated by my mom, but still led by the holy spirit. I've never just had that moment where God showed up you know--because God was always brought by my mother. So when I went to Starbucks yesterday I didn't think my world would be rocked. To be honest, I always thought miracles, the impossible, good things, etc. you know were always something for people other than me. How could God love me so much that he gives me the desires of my heart?
But in recent months, I've began to see that change. I've begun to realize that God really does love me. He has saved me from many accidents this year, many trials, many tribulations, many tragedies. This year I've already been astonished by how great his love is, how wonderful, how infinite, how unsurpassable it is. I've seen God's goodness this year more than I ever thought I could. But then, then there's this.
So there I am sitting at Starbucks about to start my day's work when I hear a "Excuse me miss." Normally I would have ignored it. I would have turned away and not talked to anyone--I use to be, well let's just say a tad bit snotty. But now days, I like to talk to people. I like to smile at them. Say hello. Say thank you. So I turned to him and I said hi. He looked at my computer and said, "Is that a macbook pro you have? A 15-inch? The old model?" I looked at him with his new macbook pro model and said, "Yes."
"I have a brand new extra battery, would you like it? I spilled a bunch of wine on my old one, right after I bought a new battery."
"Uh, yes, sure. What do you want for it?" I ask.
"Nothing, don't worry about it. I carry it around, looking for someone to give it to. You can have it. It's worth $130. Let me go get it from my car."
"Ummm...ok."
And he comes back with a 15-inch macbook pro rechargable battery and it still has the ID tag on it. I ask him if he's sure he doesn't want it anything for it. He says yes. I ask him if he will let me buy him a cup of coffee. He says, "No thanks, I already have a cup."
We talk for a bit and he leaves and I'm left at Starbucks, sitting there, with a brand new $130 rechargeable battery. Ummmm...GOD?
Oh how God shows up. When you need it the most. When you're five minutes from deciding that's there no reason to being a Christian. That God can't possible understand or determine what you need when you're constantly in this state of nothing. That's where I was until Thursday, December 18, 2009. Five minutes from giving up. Five minutes from saying it wasn't worth it anymore. The chaos, the conflict, the confusion---not worth pressing through, not worth persevering when there's no end in sight and no confirmation or affirmation of any promises to be fulfilled. That's where I was at--until this miracle. Until experiencing God's love and God's grace and God's redemption and God's faithfulness firsthand.
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