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Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Today’s Reading | John 4:46–54
Then he came again to Cana in Galilee where he had changed the water into wine. Now there was a royal official whose son lay ill in Capernaum. When he heard that Jesus had come from Judea to Galilee, he went and begged him to come down and heal his son, for he was at the point of death. Then Jesus said to him, “Unless you see signs and wonders you will not believe.” The official said to him, “Sir, come down before my little boy dies.” Jesus said to him, “Go; your son will live.” The man believed the word that Jesus spoke to him and started on his way. As he was going down, his slaves met him and told him that his child was alive. So he asked them the hour when he began to recover, and they said to him, Yesterday at one in the afternoon the fever left him.” The father realized that this was the hour when Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.” So he himself believed, along with his whole household. Now this was the second sign that Jesus did after coming from Judea to Galilee. (NRSV)
Earlier this year, my husband’s uncle was admitted to the hospital with blood poisoning. When we received the shocking news, we were told to prepare ourselves for the worst—the condition has an incredibly high mortality rate.
The news was devastating to all of us, especially Jim’s wife and two daughters, who wanted nothing more than to comfort Jim. Unfortunately, he had lost consciousness.
The doctors predicted he had only a few days left to live. All we could do was pray and ask our families and congregations to hold Jim in prayer. Hours passed. Days passed. Then a few more days passed.
Then something miraculous happened.
Jim started getting better. The poison slowly left his body. He gradually regained consciousness, and in time, he could say short sentences. He was pronounced a medical miracle. But we knew better.
I’ve often read today’s passage and others like it with the selfish wish that I lived in biblical times so that I could see Jesus perform miracles like he did in Capernaum.
Then I realized that I too have witnessed a miracle. Jim’s recovery, his life, is a miracle, a gift from God.
“Many of us are juggling so many things that we are run by our lives rather than living them as gifts from God,” writes Gunilla Norris. “What if we could learn to stop for a moment many times a day? What if in those moments we could decide to notice the sheer miracle of being alive? We would then be taking awe breaks instead of coffee breaks.”
Dear Jesus, help me remember that each day on this expansive, amazing earth is a miracle. Open my eyes and help me see. Help me believe. In your name I pray. Amen.
Written by Erin Strybis, Associate Director for Resource Development Communications
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