I believe in a God who still performs miracles. The first miracle I ever remember directly happening to me was something small, and one might say insignificant, but for me, it changed my life! When I was seventeen years old, I accidently locked my only set of car keys in the minivan my parents designated for me to drive. I knew my parents, especially my mom, would be irritated with me if she found out I locked my keys in the car, so I did the only logical thing I could think of doing. I went inside and got the clicker (car remote) to unlock the doors. There was only one problem though. That clicker had not worked in the two or so years that we owned the used vehicle and I knew that, but I was desperate, so I tried it anyway. I clicked it a few times, but it didn’t work, so I started praying, begging God to let it work, just that once. I clicked a few more times as I begged for God to make it work, telling Him that I knew He could and asking Him to prove to me that He cared even about the little things. After five or so clicks, I heard the doors unlock. I opened the door and got my keys out of the van. It never worked before then and it hasn’t worked since. One might say that was purely coincidental, but I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe God honored my faith in Him and chose to perform a little miracle for me. That was about three years ago, I’m twenty now, but I still remember it like it was yesterday, because it proved two very important things to me. First, God does still perform miracles. Second, I really do serve a God who cares about every detail of my life, even the little things.
Another small and insignificant part of my life when I remember God proving to me that He cares, even about the seemingly unimportant things—those that are essentially ineffective in furthering His kingdom—was when my friend/coworker and I traded shifts at work. She had asked me to take her evening shift, so she could take my morning shift and hangout with her friend who was visiting from out of town. I didn’t think I had anything planned that day, so I agreed to trade shifts. Almost immediately, another friend reminded me about a previous engagement that I had. So, I texted my work friend and asked if there was any way she could find someone else to take her shift. For a good half hour, she and I thought that neither of us would be able to participate in the events we wanted to go to, but then someone asked her if they could take her shift and it all worked out. I truly believe that was God working things out for my friend and I, because from the moment I knew I needed to take my shift back, I had started desperately praying that God would make it so that she and I could both do what we wanted to do. God answered my prayer the way I asked Him to and proved to me once again that He really does care about the little things!
Tonight, He proved to me once again that He cares about silly things. One of my goals for 2014, because I failed to accomplish it right after graduation last year like I wanted to, is to eat healthier and exercise more. I’m so serious about this that I’ve written it down on my prayer notecards and even asked some of my friends to pray for me to stay disciplined. Tonight while I was at work, I planned on getting a peppermint milkshake while we still have them, but when I got home, I realized I forgot to get it. I immediately had this feeling that it was God looking over me and helping me to stick to my commitment of eating healthy. I could have remembered to buy that milkshake, but I didn’t, and I firmly believe that it’s because, as long as it doesn’t go against His commands and commandments, God cares about the things I care about. He knows that I’ve been trying to be healthier and He knows that I’ve been praying to Him, asking Him to help me to stay disciplined. He honored my attempts to better my life and answered my prayers.
I know those three things are kind of silly and to you I might look like a crazy person for getting excited about things that are so trivial, and quite frankly, kind of shallow, but I don’t care. God is something to get excited about and He’s the reason I’m still excited about things that happened a few years ago, a couple of years ago, and just today. When I think about these three occurrences in my life, I can’t help but think of the passage in Luke when Jesus talks about the sparrows. Even though the passage is talking about not fearing about things that might happen in life, I believe Luke 12:6-7 is very relevant to a lot of other aspects in life.
6 Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?
Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.
7 Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Luke 12:6-7 (NIV)
God cares about the sparrows which are of no value even on earth, why would He not care about the little details in my life? In the past, I have heard many people tell me that God doesn’t really care about every detail in your life. All He really cares about is that you’re following His rules and commandments, but I don’t buy that! Why would He count the hairs on my head and collect my teardrops in a bottle* if He didn’t care about every single detail of my life? That theory just doesn’t make sense to me! I know my God cares about each and every detail in my life! He cares about whether or not I go to college; He cares about what career path I take in life; He cares about who I’m going to marry and how many kids I’m going to have; and yes, He even cares about whether or not I eat the delicious peppermint milkshake whose several hundred calories would pretty much negate my efforts to be healthy.
My God cares about the little details; if your God doesn’t, I suggest you read your Bible and find that He really does care! J
Until next time this is Brittany Alexandria, daring you to keep obsessing over the things you love! Because we could always use more hope and passion in this world! xoxo
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