Yeah, they still happen

Earlier today Jack and I were reading in Luke 9 about Jesus feeding the 5000 with the five loaves and 2 fish. I asked Jack how that was possible. He said he didn’t know. I told him it was a miracle. I asked him if miracles still happen today. Without pausing to think about it, he said “No” very matter of fact.

My kid is 8. He’s been raised in church. He doesn’t believe miracles still happen.

So I told him that what if there was a mom who had one baby, but then because of something wacky with her body, she couldn’t have anymore babies. And that same woman now has four kids. Would that be a miracle? He said “Yes, that would be a miracle.” I asked him if he knew what woman I could be talking about. I saw the light bulb moment as he said, “You?”

That’s right. Miracles still happen.

Then I told him to think about that same woman, the woman with the blood condition that she was born with, the same woman who got pregnant with four babies but they all died… I asked him what he thought about that one baby that she had first. The one who didn’t die.

Jackson said, “That’s a miracle.”

That’s right. Miracles still happen.

They happen every day.