Many years ago I was living in Spokane, Washington, working for a large law firm downtown. On my way to work one morning I got behind a car with a bumper sticker that read “Expect a Miracle!”
I went through the entire day with a feeling of excitement, expecting my miracle. I knew something fantastic was going to happen. I was going to get a miracle that day!
Just before quitting time, the HR Manager called me into his office. He explained some restructuring they were going through, and they were letting me go.
What? On my way home that evening I had me a little conversation with God. “Okay, God,” I said, “we need a clarification of terms here! This is NOT what I call a miracle.”
It’s funny how things turn out. But because of that loss of job, I ended up moving back home to Idaho, back to my family and close friends.
It really was a miracle, and I’m glad it happened. But we don’t always understand why things happen a certain way at the time that they happen. But when we put enough distance between ourselves and the event, we begin to see clearly the miracle in it all.
Expect a miracle!
