Maybe we use the word miracle too liberally. Think about the last time you heard it. Maybe you were reading an article on the latest miracle diet. Or watching a Miracle Grow commercial. That clip on the news about the miraculous game-winning shot…
Sorry to burst your bubble, but these are not miracles. Yes, there are amazing things in the world – but there are also actually miraculous things. Instances that are simply inexplicable. Moments in life where God interrupts the natural course of life as we know it, suspends what we understand to be reality, and reminds us that he still is exactly who he says he is.
When is the last time you prayed for a miracle? Heard about one? Kept a running list of all the miracles you'd witnessed?
Some people will tell you that miracles don't happen anymore – at least not like in the bible. I love working for a missions organization because we refuse to believe that. We pray for miracles. We teach people to pray for healing. We ask God for crazy things – things that could never happen. And he shows up. And I get to hear stories of miracles all the time.
Stories like this one, written by a World Racer currently out on the field:
Tonight, I was prepared to watch a woman die.
Instead, I watched God HEAL a woman.
That's correct. H-E-A-L-E-D.
During our month in Kenya, my team and I have been staying at a local church. Tonight, at around 9:45pm, the girls and I heard a scream that was followed by a few more blood curdling screams. We all made eye contact and jumped up.
We ran to the bathroom window and gazed out toward the gate. A woman came hobbling in, followed by a tall man in an orange sweater who we didn't recognize.

When we arrived at the gatehouse, we found the woman sprawled out on the floor. The man in the orange explained that she had just been robbed by three men, and they had stabbed her. At first, I thought perhaps in the arm because I didn't see gushing blood anywhere. But I was wrong.
They had stabbed her right in the heart.
It was a perfect puncture to her heart.
Katie and Tatum were both already on their knees, seeing how they could help, and praying for her. I went to grab a first aid kit and get as much gauze as possible to help seal up the wound until help came.
When I returned, Katie was trying to get the woman's attention, but she wasn't responding. I knelt beside her and held her hand. I started praying hard.
Her skin was as cold as ice, and her eyes were rolled back in her head. Her hand was limp, and her breathing scarce and heavy. She started skipping breaths and had a slight foaming at the corners of her mouth.
She was dying.
We were finally able to arrange transport to the hospital and help get her into the cab. I ended up sitting in the back with her and refused to give up hope. During the car ride to the hospital, I never stopped praying. At one point, God told me to squeeze her hand, so I did. She squeezed back and then went completely limp.
I was certain that death was trying to take her.
I prayed against it. All of us girls were standing at the throne of God, begging for his mercy and grace to be bestowed on this woman.
We arrived at the hospital and were instantly discouraged about the level of treatment she would be getting. We realized that only God could step in now.
Katie felt the urge to pray healing over her. Within a few minutes, the woman started becoming coherent. She started to respond and interact. She became stable, and God filled all of us with his peace and comfort.
By the time she left the hospital with her sister, she was smiling!
It was a miracle.
It was a simple prayer of faith, and he responded with his will.
When they opened her up for surgery, they saw the tear on the heart, but there was NO BLEEDING.
Her heart was pumping normally, and they didn't understand why she wasn't bleeding through the tear.
They said she should still be bleeding internally.
They said she shouldn't be alive.
They said she should have died within an hour of being stabbed.
But she didn't.
They sewed up the tear on her heart, and are keeping her for a few days to keep an eye on her, but she's completely stable.
God stopped up the tear in her heart and kept it from bleeding.
I serve a God who heals.
Still skeptical about miracles?
Try this story: http://updates.theworldrace.org/?filename=i-know-a-miracle-when-i-see-one1
or this one: http://updates.theworldrace.org/?filename=world-racers-raised-a-boy-from-the-dead
how about this: http://updates.theworldrace.org/?filename=healing-at-training-camp
Or better yet, start praying for them.
