Do you believe in miracles?
I do.
A couple of weeks ago I was at the diocese taking
classes. It was after nine-thirty at
night and I was exhausted! As usual I
rushed to the door as soon as we were excused, but was intercepted by a bubbly deacon's wife. She wanted to know how I was
doing. She held me in conversation for a
good five minutes and I was a bit frustrated because I just wanted to leave and
hit the bed; yet, I obliged and stayed to talk to her. Afterward, I rushed to my car and got on the
freeway only to witness the aftermath of a horrible collision. A truck had dropped two bundles of large,
rolled-up carpet and three cars were flipped upside down after colliding with
the carpet. If I had been on the freeway
at my regular time I am sure that I would have been involved in the car
accident, but God through the interception of a kind lady kept me safe. This experience is a moment in which I have
been fully aware of a miracle happening in my life, but there are countless
other times when God comes to my assistance with me unware. I thought back at how annoyed I was because I
couldn’t run out of class and how that precise moment kept me from hurt.
God is always at work in our lives, even during the moments
when our own lenses blind us to His presence.
In California, there’s a lot of road rage especially at hours of high
traffic. A year ago, I started getting
this horrible feeling that I was going to be involved in a car accident and I
couldn’t shake the feeling away. Then
one morning my best friend, who is also the leader of our RCIA team, gave me a
small, crystal angel. She told me that
she had been doing her make-up and saw the small angel figurine on her vanity
and felt the need to give it to me. She
shared how much it meant to her and how she wanted me to have it to keep me
safe. After a few months of having
unease thinking I was going to crash, this small angel erased all anxiety. I told her that I knew exactly where I was
going to place it or rather that I was going to keep it in my car to keep me
safe on the road. Am I saying that a
crystal angel keeps me safe? No, real angels do that. That small figurine just reminds
me that God is always with me and it prompts me to call on His army of
angels when I am feeling anxious in traffic.
I have known for some time that when I am stuck behind a red
light or slow moving traffic that it’s just God’s way of keeping me from a
possible accident. Thus, I normally don’t
have rage in California traffic, however, now I know that sometimes when a
person who holds me up to chat, God is also working through that moment (smile).
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