I want to see a miracle. I want to be the tool He uses for His glory. I want my hands and feet to touch those He loves so tenderly. I want, I want, I want. Sometimes I get so caught up in the ‘I wants’ of life and my relationship with God that I miss the point. I miss the bigger picture. I miss what He is truly showing me.
The truth is I have seen a miracle. I see this miracle more clearly with every passing day in His presence.
“The blind receive sight, the lame walk, those who have leprosy are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the good news is proclaimed to the poor.” -Luke 7:22b
He made the blind to see. He made me see. For 27 years I have been blind. I have been fooled by the enemy. I have turned to society. I let myself be consumed with greed, lust, pride, appearance, jealousy, anger, arrogance, fear and spitefulness. He restored my sight for the truth, for what really matters. He put my eyes on the Kingdom. He gave me eyes for Him. He gave me sight to see the pain and foolishness I had been living. He gave me eyes to see the world as He sees it. Eyes filled with love, compassion, grace and kindness.
He mad the lame walk. He made me walk. I have been beat down and broken for years. I had let my circumstances and society tell me I was not enough, I was worthless, I should be ashamed, my voice didn’t matter, I wasn’t smart, I had to be everything, I had to hold it all together, I had to look good and I had to achieve it all to mean anything. He gave me legs to stand tall again. He gave me the confidence to walk with Him. He gave me the boldness to speak up. He told me I was enough. He told me I could be vulnerable. He told me I could walk in freedom. He told me I had wisdom. He told me I was everything to Him. He gave me the courage to walk with my head held high.
He cleansed those with leprosy. He made me beautiful. I was never pretty enough. I was always too chubby. I never had the right hair color or length. I hated my eye color. I wanted to be taller. I wanted to have a brighter smile. I wanted clearer skin. I wanted “her” body. I wanted “her” personality. I wanted everything everyone else was because that was what true beauty was. I could never be desirable to anyone being the way I was. He washed me clean of the ugliness society makes us think “true beauty” is. He told me I was beautiful. He told me He made me in His image. He told me that I am perfect just the way I am because I am unique and I am Hana Beth. I am not “her”. I can never be “her” because I am ME!
He made the deaf to hear. He gave me ears to hear Him. I listened to all the other voices. I listened to the lies. I took in the worldly sounds. I filled my head with the garbage. From the music to the movies. It clouded everything true. I lived to please what everyone else told me. He gave me the ability to hear His voice. Hear His truth. Hear His plan. Hear His desires. He gave me ears to know and follow in obedience to His calling. He gave me ears to only want to listen and know His truth.
He raised the dead. He brought me back to life. He gave me purpose. He showed me love. He showed me joy. He showed me peace. He showed me grace and kindness. He showed me what living a life for Him looks like.
He proclaimed the good news. He called me to the nations. I gave it all to Him. I obeyed. He has used me to be the body. He has used my hands and feet to walk and touch the ground of the nations and His people. He has given me a heart for His children. He has asked me to lead His flock. He has broken my heart for what breaks His. He has shown me grace. He has shown me how to be His light for others. He has used these hands to do His miracles.
I am His Miracle.
“Freely you have received; freely give” Matthew 10:8b
