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Seeking Miracles

Seeking Miracles

Today I was chatting with a good friend I haven’t talked to in months and months. He asked me a question that gave me pause and then has stuck with me for the rest of the day. So I thought it would make a good blog entry.

He asked what I thought about my cancer scare, was it a miracle or something else.

Well, it is not a certifiable miracle in the sense that one needs for the cause of a saint, an event that science cannot give any natural explanation to, one that clearly shows the hand of God at work. And yet I did experience the hand of God at work in my life. The all-clear came as the answer to fervent prayers offered by countless friends, family and strangers. As far as I’m concerned it was a sign from God, one that helped me to see his intervention in my life. All those prayers, all that love pouring out on my behalf helped me to understand the communion of saints and the presence of the Body of Christ in the community of believers, to experience as a reality what had previously been a theological abstraction. I received the sacrament of anointing of the sick and felt the hand of Christ the Healer touch me, fill me with his healing love.

Dom says perhaps it takes more of a leap of faith to see a miracle in something which ha a natural explanation. I strive to see the hand of God in all things great and small. I see each day as a miracle and Isabella as a miracle. And the child I lost, Francis was a miracle too. And the baby growing inside me when less than six months ago the doctor was sure he’d have to do a hysterectomy is an especial miracle. So yes, I think I did experience a miraculous intervention, even if there are other explanations for what happened. I moved a little step closer to God and that is always a miracle.

 

 

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