It's a Miracle

Family Camp is over.   

To say it was miraculous would be an understatement! 

It amazed me how God worked out details that 

I could not have done even if I had wanted to try. 

It was perfect! 

The seeds for this miracle were planted started a year earlier. 

I was excited to be on my way to camp, 

driving along and jamming to the beat of some 

“Christian” music when the thought popped into my head, 

“our cabin is so big for the three of us (Ryan and Abby, and I).  

So, I asked what seemed for me to be the most logical question, 

“What do you want me to do, Lord?” 

No sooner had I asked the question than God said, 

“Invite your other two children.” 

I honestly was not sure how that would work. 

One daughter lives in Georgia, 

and the other is married and has a job, 

so it was a longshot for either of them to be there. 

After much thought, 

I decided to ask each of them and see what would happen. 

That was a year ago. 

So, as the time for family camp approached, 

I made plans as usual for the three of us to go camping. 

My daughter from Georgia came to visit in June, 

so I didn’t expect that she would be coming in August as well. 

That would be too much to expect. 

I anticipated that neither would be there, 

and I made plans according to that expectation. 

About three weeks before camp, 

I was talking to my daughter in Georgia, 

and she said she was going to be coming to camp. 

I nearly dropped the phone; I was so excited. 

There was plenty of room, so there were no worries.  

About a week later, 

my other daughter said she would be at camp 

for some of the time as well and… she was bringing her husband. 

Yippee! I happily danced around the Livingroom.   

That, in itself, was a miracle.  

I did not expect that it would happen. 

We were going to have a family reunion at camp!  

If that was all that happened, I could have been happy.

My family was together.

As though that was not enough, 

the topic for the morning Bible time was renewing your mind. 

I had no idea how much of an impact it would have on my family and me. 

It was perfect. 

Each day 

I found areas of my heart and emotions being opened for healing.  

Over the week, so much healing took place in each of our lives. 

The miracle was 

that of all the things that the morning speaker could have talked about, 

he chose the one thing that we all struggled with, our minds.  

The funny thing is 

that the relationship with my children has never been bad, 

but I had no idea God could make it even better.  

The miracle was the healing that took place. 

As we all left, everyone was saying, we’ll be here next year.