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First things first, I apologize to any and all who ever actually read this blog for the hiatus you have so long endured. I learned quickly that life back in the world moves fast, and it seems that you have no time to do simple things like write a blog (even when you really don't have much else to do). But due to happenings of late, I could no longer ignore the promptings to fire up the ol' blogspot, and so here we are. Forgive me if I'm rusty. :P
I believe that everyone, sporadically if not occasionally, has experiences with miracles. And why wouldn't we? I mean, if there is anything the scriptures teach us, it is that throughout history, God has constantly and consistently shown us miracles.
"And if there were miracles wrought then, why has God ceased to be a God of miracles and yet be an unchangeable Being? And behold, I say unto you he changeth not; if so he would cease to be God; and he ceaseth not to be God, and is a God of miracles."
Today I had the wonderful opportunity to go to a farewell of Grant Walker, whose family has long been friends with mine. Grant's father was my bishop through a pivotal time in my life, and his guidance and influence was instrumental in me serving a mission. While I was serving in my last area, just a couple months to go, I received word from my family that Bishop Walker had passed away. To anyone who knew Bishop Walker, this was devastating news. He was young, faithful, and one of the nicest men you could ever hope meet. Grant shared that, at that point in his life, he was struggling and wasn't sure what to do. But, through a miracle, God strengthened and inspired Grant to serve a mission.
Now, we learn in Ether that "
ye receive no witness until after the trial of your faith." Basically, it tells us that we receive miracles according to our faith.
There can be miracles, if you believe. ;)
However, in my experience in life, there are also miracles that are just the opposite: they occur to
help your faith. Grant received a miracle that wasn't akin to parting the red sea or raising the dead, but for him, he knew it was from God and it helped him to serve a mission. Throughout my own life, I experienced similar miracles that gave me strength, faith, and comfort to know that God is there. Recently, someone very close to me survived a serious car accident with (comparatively) minimal injuries. There isn't a doubt in my mind that this was a miracle.
Yes, we can call down miracles by faith. But to me, the true beauty of miracles is how many of them simply happen because God loves us. He reaches out to us each and every day, and I imagine we are very often completely unaware of miracles He performs in our day to day lives.
This year, as Christmas approaches, may we all express our love and gratitude to Him who loves us so very much. May we remember His Son who performed the greatest miracle of all in the Atonement. May we strive to make this season a little brighter for those who may have little reason to celebrate, and perform miracles of joy and love in the name of our Father.
This is my Christmas wish, in the name of Jesus Christ.
Amen.
