One element struck my very heart this year though, reminding me of the reason of the season. A fellow author and friend informed our e-mail group of a horrible tragedy in her family. Her husband’s sister and husband were shot and killed, their daughter, my friend’s teenage niece shot…in the head. My online family was devastated as disbelief, grief and heartache set in. But yet they clung to a small sliver of hope for their niece, praying for a miracle...a Christmas miracle.
The doctors gave this girl another day and by some miracle, the girl squeezed her aunt’s hand. The family was elated, but still worried about what kind of life she might have. Would she be able to walk? Would she talk? Or could it be worse? Still, she was alive. A miracle.
Within a few days, the doctors, scratching their heads, informed the family this beautiful young woman would live. And better than that, she would make a full recovery. They had no explanation of why or how, but with some therapy she would be fully well. A complete miracle. Her Christmas miracle.
I e-mailed this friend that God must have a profound purpose for her niece. But the more I thought about it, maybe part of that purpose had already been fulfilled. Her miracle was not only witnessed by her family and close friends, but by the multitudes of new friends via the internet. Prayers were exchanged instantaneously, and hopes were high. It touched hearts young and old. It was a reminder that God can do things…Great Things…if he so chooses. And this gift of a miracle lit up the holidays for this family and friends world-wide. Just like the miracle he performed on that Christmas over two thousand years ago, when a tiny baby boy was born in a stable, come to this world to save mankind. Come to be a Savior.
May the warmth of our Lord’s love shower you with blessings as we celebrate the joy of His extraordinary Christmas miracle!
Alleluia! God is with us!