Eight years ago today, I received a miracle.
I am most grateful to God, that I have not forgotten the importance of this particular moment in my life. It was witnessed by many, and marked a change in the life-course of my physical body – enabling me to share and encourage others, again and again, and ever since.
It was in the wee hours, this morning, I first noticed that the calendar on my screen had changed over. It proudly displays the date, December 5, 2008, with white letters on a red square. Of course, I can’t help but note the significance of the colours as they sharply contrast with the background of my desktop – it’s the pristine white of healing, and the crimson red of blood, that capture my full attention.
It pronounces the events of the day, as if it was a standing stone… but in reality, it has been a week or so, of life-changing anniversaries.
It was eight years ago, that I began attending my second home church in Canada. The generational and spiritual roots of my ancestors have been brought full-circle four generations later. It started with a vision… and ended with a victory!
Unfortunately, as a side-note, it was on this very anniversary day, that the tiny church that I attended from my earliest childhood and into early adulthood, met with an untimely fire that has now closed it for a season. However, we are all most grateful that it still stands proudly on its’ foundation awaiting internal renovations, a fresh start, and new phase in its’ history.
The second date-worthy notation was made November 23rd. As we were seated around the table of the Chinese Buffet in Queensbury, it was Pastor Randy who spoke out first. It was one year ago that day, that I was most blessed to have met the gang from New York at a conference in Montreal. All one could possibly say, is that it was life-changing, and definitely a “divine orchestration”! It was touching to realize that I not only sat with them alone, but that newer additions had joined the group. How incredible to be sitting down with the very ones who would hold such special places in my life! It just makes my heart swell up in side, and the lump in my throat… a whole lot bigger.
Yesterday, it was six months ago that I met an amazing young man, for the first time in person, who would be an important part of my future, and who would hold a key role in helping me finding the purpose and destiny of my own life path. Of course, I sit here writing on a blog with him today, and I thank the Lord richly, once again, for His blessings in my life.
As I said earlier, it was eight years ago today, that God did a supernatural miracle in this body, and a rare neuro-skeletal condition ceased to have the ugly hold that it once had. The words of family and close friends reemphasize the testimony of a changed life, and a changed household.
Just about any dictionary will define an anniversary as “an annually recurring date of a past event; especially one that is of historical, national, or personal importance”. In most cases, it is a recognized and celebrated event, with more than one involved, and notates an additional fresh reminder of a “life-moment”, special to the bearer and those closest to him.
Like anniversaries, “masseboth” (the singular word is massebah, from the Hebrew word “to setup”) or “standing stones” throughout scriptures, marked special events and happenings that took place. (See Gen 28, 31, 35, Ex 24, Josh 4, 24). As these monuments were erected, they prompted curious travellers wandering through the lands, to inquire as to the event that had taken place – and the testimony was given and accredited to the living God.
While none of the massebah or standing stones mentioned in the Bible have been found archaeologically today, it is plausible that they still exist as purposeful reminders of what God has done. And just as if we were marking an event on the calendar so it will be remembered, we too, are called to be walking, living, breathing, “standing stones” – all marking the significant events and evidences of what God has done. We are given the potential to win souls for the Kingdom by the “words of our mouths and the meditations of our hearts”!
Multiple testimonies of marked miracles, over-and-over, can be professed throughout this life, and I am forever grateful, and absolutely “God-whelmed”, of our miracle-working God!
“God, help me to always be a “standing stone”, as one who marks and declares the great and mighty deeds you have done!”