Miracles: The Result of Prayer - Jesus listens.

[Ezekiel Bathfire]

I’m back from the funeral of an old friend – a kind and Godly man who never held back from praising Jesus. He’d been dying for some months, so it was no surprise – only a loss. Of course, it’s good to know he’s in Heaven sipping Mint Juleps, but nevertheless, his death took a piece of me away.

Now the point here is not my loss but miracles – three to be precise - and, may be, my failure. Did I say the wrong thing?

A week back, I was walking my dog, Endor, along the trail by Siloam Lake and had gotten over ¾ the way round when my way was completely blocked by a fallen tree. This meant I had to walk back 5 miles. I therefore mentioned to Jesus how inconvenient this was, and left the matter with Him.

Well, today, on a walk by the Old Bridge, I reminded Endor about the inconvenience of the fallen tree and said “I need to speak to Cliff Darvill about that tree - Cilff knows the landowner.” I had no sooner said this than Cliff Darvill arrived walking the other way. – Jesus had heard my prayer and directed Cliff’s feet to me! Miracle number one!

So I told him about the tree and he said he had seen it the day before. Jesus had heard my prayer and directed Cliff’s feet to the tree! Miracle number two!

I was taken aback but got straight to the point - “Ah, Cliff, can you organize someone with a chainsaw to appear and chop it up?”

Now here’s the third miracle: I had no sooner said that when a guy in workwear with a chainsaw came strolling along the path! Cliff knew the man and mentioned the tree and off the guy went! Miracle number three!

When I told Cliff that he had been part of three miracles, we both knelt and prayed.

Now this got me thinking: What would have happened if there had been no tree to block my way but at that same point when I clearly had Jesus’s ear (so to speak) I had said, “Y’know, Jesus, it would be good if you could cure my friend.” But that raises the question of why Jesus had knocked down the tree in the first place.

I think you have to trust that Jesus knows best.

[Johny Joe Hold]

I’m back from the funeral of an old friend – a kind and Godly man who never held back from praising Jesus. He’d been dying for some months, so it was no surprise – only a loss. Of course, it’s good to know he’s in Heaven sipping Mint Juleps, but nevertheless, his death took a piece of me away.

Now the point here is not my loss but miracles – three to be precise - and, may be, my failure. Did I say the wrong thing?

A week back, I was walking my dog, Endor, along the trail by Siloam Lake and had gotten over ¾ the way round when my way was completely blocked by a fallen tree. This meant I had to walk back 5 miles. I therefore mentioned to Jesus how inconvenient this was, and left the matter with Him.

Well, today, on a walk by the Old Bridge, I reminded Endor about the inconvenience of the fallen tree and said “I need to speak to Cliff Darvill about that tree - Cilff knows the landowner.” I had no sooner said this than Cliff Darvill arrived walking the other way. – Jesus had heard my prayer and directed Cliff’s feet to me! Miracle number one!
So I told him about the tree and he said he had seen it the day before. Jesus had heard my prayer and directed Cliff’s feet to the tree! Miracle number two!
I was taken aback but got straight to the point - “Ah, Cliff, can you organize someone with a chainsaw to appear and chop it up?”
Now here’s the third miracle: I had no sooner said that when a guy in workwear with a chainsaw came strolling along the path! Cliff knew the man and mentioned the tree and off the guy went! Miracle number three!

When I told Cliff that he had been part of three miracles, we both knelt and prayed.
Now this got me thinking: What would have happened if there had been no tree to block my way but at that same point when I clearly had Jesus’s ear (so to speak) I had said, “Y’know, Jesus, it would be good if you could cure my friend.” But that raises the question of why Jesus had knocked down the tree in the first place.
I think you have to trust that Jesus knows best.

Thank you for sharing the facts of this miracle. These events could NEVER have happened by chance.

[Mary Etheldreda]

That is a beautiful testament to the Love and Sovereignty of Christ Jesus! It wasn't one of those meat trees (Deuteronomy 20:20), was it? Otherwise you could have invited us for a BBQ!

[Ezekiel Bathfire]

But Wait! - It doesn't stop there. I was down by the Old Bridge again today and guess what! My watch dropped off my wrist! Now that may not sound like a miracle, but I like to think it is and I'll tell you why.

I was walking, admiring God's Creation, and wondering why He had place Poison Ivy on His "to do" list, when I glanced at my watch - "Half past four" I noted... and it was then - that very moment - that it fell off my wrist. Had it fallen off a minute earlier, I would have not noticed it - a minute later, same thing. But No! It was as I looked at it. I did not lose it and it fell on soft grass, so no damage! The strap was broken.

Jesus was telling me something and what He told me was that the Bible is filled with Truth and "Lu:12:6: Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God?" (I think, in this case, a diamond-dial, gold, Rolex GMT Master II is analogous to a sparrow.)

Now, you're all probably ahead of me here - I'm wondering if The Old Bridge - the scene of so many tragedies in the past - is not a place close to God?

[Johny Joe Hold]

Now, you're all probably ahead of me here - I'm wondering if The Old Bridge - the scene of so many tragedies in the past - is not a place close to God?

How could it be anything but a place close to God? There is no other explanation.