Where's My Miracle?

Recently I had a little pity party because I expected something to go a certain way. My way... if I’m honest.

When it didn't, I called out (OK I whined) to God and pleaded for a sign. Everywhere I looked and everything I heard, I kept hoping was a sign from God.

I went to church that weekend still searching. Every song and message that came across was the same question, “Is Jesus enough? If you never get another blessing, is Jesus enough for you?” Instantly, I felt the need to ask for forgiveness from My Father in Heaven. And I responded, “You are enough!”

Well, because God is so good and He loves me in spite of my many pity parties, He gave me my sign a couple days later. And every day since, He has increased and magnified that sign until I no longer need it because my heart got the message. 

Here's a poem that came out of this experience:

Where’s My Miracle?

Lord, I need a miracle

Right now! Don’t you see?

Why can’t I see miracles?

Yet you expect me to believe?

I do not see your blessings

In my daily toil

All I see is problems, Lord

Yet you expect me to stay loyal?

Shouldn't I get rewarded, Lord

For all the good I do?

Where’s my prize, Lord

Yet you expect me to stay true?

From Heaven came My Father’s voice

Not in a roar like thunder

But in a gentle rain, asking

“You want to see My wonder?”

Then My Child

Open up your heart to ME

And you will see miracles

Beyond your wildest dreams

Your eyes are blinded by pain

That I did not bestow

My desire is to help

But you refuse to let pain go

Hand me your broken heart

And I will replace it with My own

Full of love and forgiveness

You don’t have to be alone

Take My Spirit within you

My peace and joy will abound

Your veil of darkness will be removed

You shall see My Glory all around

I spoke the universe into existence

I designed the earth for your presence

My moon is a marvel to modern science

But instead of My handiwork

You choose to see happenstance

My miracles towards you are endless

As countless as the sands of the sea

Gifts of compassion and provision

Yet you deny these gifts are from ME

It’s your choice

Stay blind or come and see

I will not force your hand

Nor command you to believe

MY love is freely given

It’s up to you to receive

Written by Yolanda

Isaiah 30:18 (AMP)

And therefore the Lord [earnestly] waits [expecting, looking, and longing] to be gracious to you; and therefore He lifts Himself up, that He may have mercy on you and show loving-kindness to you.

For the Lord is a God of justice.

Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) are all those who [earnestly] wait for Him, who expect and look and long for Him [for His victory, His favor, His love, His peace, His joy, and His matchless, unbroken companionship]!