When my husband got laid off in 2008, he started his own business in real estate and rental, and ever since, we have been struggling. For a while, my job helped to fill in the gap, and his work started to gather momentum, but, of course, work started to taper off for me. We could not seem to catch up or catch a break. Money was constantly tight, going to the store a study in how to get the absolute most for the buck. (I suddenly understood why people on lower incomes eat so many unhealthy foods-- they are cheaper!) As we slipped slowly into a lower economic class, I found to my dismay that I suddenly became aware of economic differences-- I started to feel a little ashamed of the old car I was driving around when we had always had a new one, the hand-me-down clothes my children wore, the hair color I applied myself. Apparently, I needed to learn a little humility, and I didn't even know it! There were many surprising side effects to our new economic status (and after a few years, I had to accept we weren't going back to where we once were). One was continually relearning to be humble, and the other was constantly being reminded to rely on God. But there was an unexpected blessing during this time as well; I witnessed tiny miracle after tiny miracle, so much so that when our friends had a baby that was in critical care, I was able, without a doubt in my mind, to reassure the mother that this child was a miracle and there would be no permanent damage. There wasn't. This baby was a big miracle.
We have all heard about the big miracles that happen, but sometimes we need to be reminded that God cares for us. That's where the everyday miracle comes in. That's what I want to share: those little God moments that happen and cause us to catch our breath out of the sheer kindness of our God.
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