This month marks three years from my Nicodemus experience. I have to say that I am having a rebirth experience every day. Like Paul who said, "I die daily"; I too desire this for my life, relinquishing the lusts of the flesh to walk in the Spirit, which in turn brings about a rebirth daily. I love feasting on the heavenly manna which sustains my life. I have been told by some that they enjoy me sharing the miracles of my past. I will share few in these last weeks of March, rejoicing in the month of my spiritual birth. If you wish to read about my rebirth experience then go to the tab at the top of this cite titled, "About Me".
I have shared this in my newsletter before, so for some it will be a repeat but it seems appropriate to start with this story in the series of miracles to follow.
My Birth Marked With a Miracle:
My mother has had many miracles and answers to prayer manifested in her life. The one that I will now share has to do with my entrance into this world. The delivery seemed to be routine when it comes to births. The nurses fulfilling their duties to clean this new babe while the doctor is waiting for the last events of birth to be completed. When all of a sudden there seems to be a vast amount of bleeding that began proliferating from my mother. A state of panic suddenly arose in the room as additional doctors flood in trying to control the hemorrhaging. The state of panic spread to my father, who was waiting outside, as he was told that his young wife is dying. Meanwhile inside the delivery room my mother could feel the life leaving her as she became weaker and weaker with the sleep of death beginning to drown her. In the depths of her soul there was a raging storm while she cried out to the maker of heaven and earth to spare her life. This plead for more time came with a promise, that she would dedicate her first born to Him. That this child would be His child and not hers, for she would just be the caretaker. Suddenly the sense of panic and bustle in the room came to a halt and one of the doctors cried out, “it stopped, the bleeding just stopped”. God, our healer and maker, is truly in charge of our life and has a plan for each one of us. He wants to give us life. More than merely life on this earth, God wants to give us eternal life; He wants to make us sons and daughters. Why did it take me so long to realize that life on this world is nothing compared to the gift He wants to give each one? Not all stories end with the temporal life for death plagues both the believer and the non-believer. My hope lies in a better place, a place of promise. Where does your hope lie?
1Co 2:9 But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.