A Miracle's A Miracle No Matter How Small!

Do we miss it when God does the miraculous on a small scale?

It is a season in which we are reminded of vast, sweeping miracles:

               *Angels appearing to a betrothed couple, announcing a pregnancy and encouraging a marriage.

               *Signs in the stars appearing to wise men

               *Angels appearing to shepherds

               *The birth of a Messiah

               *Consecrated lamp oil lasting for 8 days

These are miracles whose stories have been recorded and repeated for generations.

But what about the little ones? Those times when God intervenes by His hand in the affairs of men to make Himself known and to cause us to pay attention, to worship Him, and to understand that we are loved by Him. Are those little ones, well, little?

I’m sure that you have already suspected that I contend there are no little miracles. Every single time that God reveals Himself to us – His care, His character, His plans, His provision – is a BIG DEAL. It’s just that sometimes when He does it, it is on a small scale. We’re prone to missing it. More accurately, we’re prone to dismissing it. Brushing past it as “just” a small thing, “only” a minor moment of a need being met or a protection occurring.

How we miss out by doing that! Rather, we should be examining those little miracles the way a child stoops down to study the tiniest creature on a sidewalk. Marveling at its design. Questioning its purposes. Delighting at its travelling across the child’s path.

So, if you will, in this season of history-making miracles, indulge me as I recount a miracle that is taking place in our household right now. It’s the miracle of the never-ending dish soap.

Yep. You heard me right. I’m not kidding. I’m not being sarcastic or flippant. We have miracle dish soap.

To the left of our kitchen sink sits a 75 oz bottle of Dawn dish detergent. It has about one-half inch of soap left in it.

Before I go on, let me give you some context. This year has been a year of God asking Dan and I to trust Him at levels we’ve never tried before. He led Dan out of his well-paid position at the end of February. He led us into starting a new business venture. He has repeatedly said “NO” when we have gotten scared about finances and started thinking about putting out resumes. He led us to make some significant investments in Trim the Wick and the things He has told us to support. We have had Him reveal the spiritually-justified idol that financial security and responsibility had become in our lives. We’ve repented and actively leaned hard into living in the truth that God and God alone is our source: spiritually, materially, in every way possible. His job is to provide; ours is to be obedient.

We’ve half-joked that “Well, if He’s going to be our source, we’re going to have to learn to expect Him to provide EVERYTHING… because at some point, we may not be able to provide ANYTHING!”

Y’all. He is. Providing everything.

Right down to the dish soap.

That one-half inch of dish soap isn’t anything spectacular. That’s what happens when you use up dish soap; it gets lower and lower until you run out.

Except it has stopped at one-half inch of dish soap. I’m honestly not sure how long it’s been like that; I know that we started noticing it in September. Right before Hurricane Helene hit, I ran to the Dollar Store to pick up a few things “just in case” we lost power (we did). One of those things was a small bottle of dish soap because ours was almost out (about one-half inch left) and you go through it quickly if the dishwasher isn’t an option.

September.

October.

November.

Now, halfway through December.

That same one-half inch of dish soap is still washing our dishes.

We aren’t deliberately being sparing with it. We’re using it normally… it just stays right there! Our little miracle. Our big, daily reminder from our Father that He is our source.

I don’t know what little miracles are happening in your life, but I do know that God is constantly doing things to reveal His love to us. If you’re not seeing it, maybe slow down a little. Deliberately examine what’s going on in the small, daily moments of your life. Be like that child examining the minutiae around yourself. I’d be willing to bet that you’ll find a place where God is revealing Himself to you through loving care, provision, protection, or direction.

When you find where it is, take the time to marvel. Stand in awe of Him. Allow your one-half inch of dish soap to be a cause for worship.