by Debb Hackett @debb_hackett
Last fall, my ten-year-old daughter needed two rounds of reconstructive ear surgery. She’s had problems since she was a toddler and has worn hefty hearing aids since she was four. Friends told me they were believing and praying for miraculous restoration, but in all honesty, I found I couldn’t.
I know Jesus loves me, and I know He loves my daughter, formed her in my womb, and has numbered each hair on her head. I had all kinds of faith for miracles in the lives of others, but none for my own family. I was too scared.
My problem wasn’t believing that He could, it was trusting that He would. I had forgotten how much Jesus loves my daughter. More than even me.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life (John 3:16 NIV).”
We have just celebrated the glory of the resurrection. God not only showing His power, but His all-encompassing love. He loved us all the way to the cross. And not just at the cross, but in our present everyday struggles and successes, too.
A few weeks later, with tear-filled eyes, I dropped her off at the carpool stop and watched her bounce into school without hearing aids for the first time ever. That was when I dared to believe I had witnessed something incredible. She was well. At that moment, I finally stopped being a coward and started calling it what it was all along: a miracle.
My situation and reaction reminded me of Elizabeth, Mary, Simeon, and Anna (see Luke 1-2). Four people who were waiting in eager anticipation for Jesus. Nowhere in Scripture do we see them uncertain about whether He was coming, or if He would indeed be the King they anticipated. They expected something miraculous, and look at what they got. A King who defeated death and saved His people from their sins. One who would rule for eternity.
So now I’m trying something different: I’ve made a spiritual resolution. I’ve walked with the Lord for over thirty years and have seen amazing things happen first-hand. I’ve heard even more stories of the Lord saving, providing for, healing, or setting people free. In 2018, when one of my close friends was diagnosed with advanced ovarian cancer, this time I waited expectantly for miracles. Sure enough, there have been, praise God. Despite being too ill to complete all the chemotherapy, there was no sign of any cancer in her body at the most recent scan.
As the trials come (and Jesus did warn us about the trials), I am determined to see them as opportunities for the Lord to show off His love.
…Truly I say to you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; and nothing will be impossible to you. Matthew 17:20 NASB
About the author: Writer, broadcaster and speaker Debb Hackett has been a radio journalist for more than twenty years. Married to a test pilot, Debb writes for military wives and lives just outside Washington DC with her husband and children. She’s having lots of fun working on an inspirational contemporary romance series. When she’s not writing, Debb can be found leading worship, playing bass, or skiing. Also, if you can swing by her house while she’s making scones, that would be a win. She blogs at: http://debbhackett.com
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