Miracles in our Midst

Lou Lotz

Read: John 2:1-11

Jesus said to the servants, “Fill the jars with water.” And they filled them up to the brim. (v. 7)

It happened about 25 years ago, and to this day I don’t know what to make of it. One of my parishioners phoned, all excited: “Pastor, can you come to the hospital right away; something has happened!” Late-night visits to the cancer wing at the local hospital seldom end well, and I prepared myself for the worst. But this time the news was breathtakingly positive. Tests showed that the tumor was gone. Doctors were mystified. “Spontaneous regression,” they called it. The patient was dumbfounded, utterly incredulous. His wife was sobbing with gratitude, whispering, “O thank God, thank God.” Later, talking with family members in the waiting room, I looked around at the other people sitting there, all of them oblivious to what had happened, and I thought: “A miracle just took place down the hall, and you don’t even know it.”

John says that the servants knew that the water had become wine, but the master of the feast “did not know where [the wine] came from” (v. 9). Think about that—a miracle happens right under his nose, and he doesn’t even know it.

How many miracles have we missed, I wonder. Miracles of love and generosity. Incidents of care, compassion, and kindness that defy human comprehension. Amazing acts of forgiveness. The spontaneous regression of tumors of anger and hatred. Lord, increase our sensitivity to the miracles in our midst. —Lou Lotz

 As you pray, ask God to help you see his work in the world.