Happy Tuesday, friends! It's Tuesday, so it means I'm going a little deeper with writing today. I was wracking my brain for an idea on what to post today, so I consulted my favorite gal (Chat GPT) and she gave me the idea to write about quiet miracles in the midst of ordinary days. I loved this idea enough to see it through. I hope you enjoy this!
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Most days don't arrive with trumpet blasts or fireworks. They show up quietly—the same way the sun rises, almost unnoticed, until suddenly there's light everywhere. And something between pouring the first cup of coffee, wrangling schedules, and showing up for the people who need us, God sprinkles quiet miracles right into the folds of an ordinary day.
They're easy to miss, if I move too fast.
Sometimes it's the way the morning light slips through the blinds just right, warming the room before I've even had time to think. Sometimes it's a student at school offering a smile that feels like a full-blown sunrise, or a simple "thank you" whispered by a child who doesn't even know how deeply their words land. Sometimes it's laughter with someone I love—the kind that bubbles up out of nowhere and reminds me that joy is a gift, not an achievement.
And then there are the moments that no one else sees:
the prayer I didn't have the words for, but somehow God heard.
the worry that lifted without explanation.
the peace that settled in like a soft blanket after a long day.
the gentle reminder that I am held, guided, and loved—right in the middle of everyday life.
That's the thing about God's miracles: they're not always parted seas and burning bushes. Sometimes they are small, almost whisper-soft. But they are no less holy. They show up in conversations, in quiet thoughts, in a Scripture that suddenly feels alive. They show up in love—the kind that I share with my sons, my family, my friends, my sweet man, and the precious students that I'm blessed to walk beside.
Everyday, God is weaving grace into the ordinary.
Everyday, He's teaching me to look closer.
Everyday, He's reminding me that miracles don't only happen in the extraordinary—they happen wherever He is. Which, wonderfully, is everywhere.
So today, I'm choosing to slow down.
To open my eyes.
To pay attention.
Because when I do, I see it:
the sacred tucked quietly inside the ordinary.
The miracle hiding in plain sight.
The God who is always, always near.
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Here are some moments that have happened lately that have felt like quiet miracles:
- in deep conversations with Jonah
- in a phone call with one of my sons
- in sharing laughter with them over a shared lunch on Sunday
- sharing dinner with Chris and cooking together
- squeezing him so tightly when I saw him after work yesterday
- seeing the love in someone's eyes
- making someone feel heard and valued
- being able to encourage a friend
- catching up with my best friend
- being able to rest when my body and mind need it
Awww! Love this- miracles happen where God is which is everywhere- so true! I'm glad you've witnessed many miracles lately. I feel like I have too with many relationships and events that have happened recently. We are so fortunate to serve a loving God!
ReplyDeleteThanks, friend! How fortunate are we to be able to see Him everywhere in our days? There have been so many prayers that He has heard and answered for me lately, even when things weigh heavily on me. He's always near!
DeleteBeautiful! You inspire us to see those moments in our days, too!
ReplyDeleteThank you for that, friend!
DeleteBeautiful post, Jenn. I love the little miracles tucked into the ordinary. There's this little tree in our backyard and every winter it looks so dead. Skinny little branches and not a speck of green anywhere. Then one day I walked outside and there were deep pink blooms all over and little sprouts of green. Just "that fast" God can bring life out of death (or perceived death). This is what I'm writing about on my blog today. It's good to see the Lord working in your life and bringing you so much joy these days.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I love what you shared about the tree in your backyard. You are right! It can happen so fast. I can't wait to read that later tonight when I get home from work!
DeleteI also call these quiet miracles glimmers. Thank you for reminding us to look for the little things God sends our way.
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I love that! I've heard that term before and need to remember to use it more.
DeleteI was having one of those days, and then you gave me a great idea. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI might even blog about it, it’s kind of what my blog is about, actually.
Funny… I think I just snapped out of it.
Maybe I’ll see if my assistant has a good topic for me as well.
So, Friday night we slept at a hotel in Providence near the airport but found that their " free shuttle" was really a one way Lyft voucher. By the time we woke the next morning no driver had been found. We decided to drive ourselves. I got stuck in the wrong lane and ended in one of the most expensive parking garages and was so annoyed at the added cost. Now knowing providence got 30+ inches of snow I'm thrilled at how things worked out. I can't imagine arriving home on Friday at midnight and having to dig out my car. That for sure is a quiet miracle!
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