Since I wrote my very first couple of blogs, I have been of the mind that God's people should be giving glory to God for their miracles, not me. I still feel like that is true. MORE on that. I did however; in my recent studies, come across this verse.
Daniel 4:2 It is my pleasure to tell you about the miraculous signs and wonders that the Most High God has performed for me.
So, once again, I am going to brag about my Jesus!
I heard John Paul Jackson talking about translation (time travel), and how God shortened the miles for him and Bob Jones one time. One day, not long after, I had a chance to use that story, as a basis for my own faith.
In 2001 my friend from church, Will, needed a ride from Air Station Cape Cod, in Sandwich, MA to T. F. Green airport in Providence, RI. He was going to see his wife after a long separation. The trip is exactly 70.1 miles. His flight was scheduled to leave at 5:05 pm for SC. I arrived at his apartment on the base at 2:50 pm (by the clock on the dashboard) as he was supposed to meet me at 3. He sped in at 3:47, grabbed his suitcase, and we took off - well, after I stopped for a little gas. We passed gate security at 4:01.
He was disheartened; sure he'd miss his plane. After all we'd have to average 70 mph to get there with 4 minutes left to spare. Even with a small airport - there was security and possible a line at the ticket desk.
At a traffic light I said let's pray. "Lord, we need you to hold up that plane, or shorten the miles. Amen" Will joined me in an faint "amen." The light changed and I raced off McAurther Blvd. towards the Interstate. We made good time on I-195, my little Honda pushing between 65 and 75 mph - on average it looked like we could make it on time - well to the parking lot.
We had almost made it to the intersection of I-95 in Providence; about 9 miles from the airport when we hit rush hour traffic on the bridge - it was stop-and-go. Will used my cell to see if the flight was leaving on time - it was. The time, 4:51. "Lord we ask you again to shorten the miles. Amen" I prayed.
I dodged traffic for what seem like an eternity trying to get every inch of pavement behind us.
We raced into the airport and it was 4:56. Will, just looked at me in amazement - "PRAISE GOD" he yelled. Gave me a quick hug, and ran to the gate. He caught his fight which left on time.
God - is so good.
Hebrews 2:4 God also testified to it by signs, wonders and various miracles, and gifts of the Holy Spirit distributed according to his will.
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Daniel 4:2 It is my pleasure to tell you about the miraculous signs and wonders that the Most High God has performed for me.
So, once again, I am going to brag about my Jesus!
I heard John Paul Jackson talking about translation (time travel), and how God shortened the miles for him and Bob Jones one time. One day, not long after, I had a chance to use that story, as a basis for my own faith.
In 2001 my friend from church, Will, needed a ride from Air Station Cape Cod, in Sandwich, MA to T. F. Green airport in Providence, RI. He was going to see his wife after a long separation. The trip is exactly 70.1 miles. His flight was scheduled to leave at 5:05 pm for SC. I arrived at his apartment on the base at 2:50 pm (by the clock on the dashboard) as he was supposed to meet me at 3. He sped in at 3:47, grabbed his suitcase, and we took off - well, after I stopped for a little gas. We passed gate security at 4:01.
He was disheartened; sure he'd miss his plane. After all we'd have to average 70 mph to get there with 4 minutes left to spare. Even with a small airport - there was security and possible a line at the ticket desk.
At a traffic light I said let's pray. "Lord, we need you to hold up that plane, or shorten the miles. Amen" Will joined me in an faint "amen." The light changed and I raced off McAurther Blvd. towards the Interstate. We made good time on I-195, my little Honda pushing between 65 and 75 mph - on average it looked like we could make it on time - well to the parking lot.
We had almost made it to the intersection of I-95 in Providence; about 9 miles from the airport when we hit rush hour traffic on the bridge - it was stop-and-go. Will used my cell to see if the flight was leaving on time - it was. The time, 4:51. "Lord we ask you again to shorten the miles. Amen" I prayed.
I dodged traffic for what seem like an eternity trying to get every inch of pavement behind us.
We raced into the airport and it was 4:56. Will, just looked at me in amazement - "PRAISE GOD" he yelled. Gave me a quick hug, and ran to the gate. He caught his fight which left on time.
God - is so good.
Hebrews 2:4 God also testified to it by signs, wonders and various miracles, and gifts of the Holy Spirit distributed according to his will.
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Comments
I don't think God shortened the miles or time for you and Will.
What I think He did was to distract the Highway patrol with other duties so you wouldn't get stopped for speeding, made a clear path on the highway so you wouldn't get in a wreck, put up traffic congestion to slow you down, and still allowed you time to get there.
That would have been more logical.
It's not logical, its a miracle.
I trust you both wore seat belts, crash helments, and had a roll cage in the car just in case.
What a gift from God to allow us the privilege to ask that comes with a promise of delivery.
I think the reason we often fail to ask is a real testament to faith...or lack thereof.