Day 363 Miracles Yet to be Found

 

12/29/2025

"There are miracles all around,

miracles yet to be found."

- from

The Miracle Hymn

 

When I wake up in the morning the first thing I used to say was "Good morning, Father!" followed by "This is the day You have made, and I will rejoice and be glad in it!" No matter what the situation, no matter the state of the world or circumstances in my life. Recently, my heart has been extra burdened, but I imagine after over two years of standing with Israel after the horrific massacre in their country, watching the increasing negativity clouding the truth, seeing the apathy of the church, and witnessing the unfolding and increasing depravity of our nation, well it sickens the heart. Add to that the declining health of those you love plus those you love whom you've never met. And then, all of a sudden breakdowns in one's own family and accidents, financial burdens, and so many, many things. But this morning when I woke up I had two things in my heart - "Good morning, Father! This is the day You have made, and I will rejoice in it!"  

As I looked out the bathroom window for my cat, Alex, hoping he'd be out of his hiding place, eagerly awakening his breakfast, I noticed that the huge, white mountain lion, as I call the new cat who dines at my table, stealthily crossing my yard. "Hmm, I thought, he must be the one who finishes off the food left out in the evening, or he's the one who eats Alex's food in the morning!"  This cat is long, white, and he's fast when caught on the front porch eating from the bowl there or the one on the side porch. I knew I had more than one visiting cat, or else the opossum was back. I had to smile. Grateful he had a place to eat, and hopefully, he is enjoying the home we have for Alex outside, all warm and toasty.

There's a lady who lives across the way from me, the highway runs in front of her home. I've been told that she has about twenty or more cats living with her. I imagine that's where Alex finds a place to rest and a steady meal, and hopefully a warm place. I noticed this summer that someone had been helping me get rid of the tangles in his long fur, and more recently, he seemed to be brushed, and he is definitely well-fed between his meals here and foraging in the field beside my house. But, I'm sure he finds sustenance there as well. He's a handsome gray Maine Coon miniature, with his huge paws, and his sweet personality and playfulness. At least that's how he is with me. That and he loves to announce his arrival by clawing his way up the porch door screen to peep into the house or let me know he's hungry. He loves to come in and snuggle, but only for a short while. He's respectful of Mia's place in the home. She's Daniel's older calico who has been more agreeable with his presence in the house of late. They're not friends, and they keep a social distance, but she allows him to visit - for a bit. Then he takes his leave when he's ready, never wanting to out stay his welcome. Cats are funny that way, or at least mine is.

I don't know what this day will bring, but somehow it seemed important to write about the morning. I've been a bit discouraged recently, and the events preceding this Christmas were unexpected. That's the way it is in life, though. We never know what the next breath will hold. It's why we have to keep our eyes firmly fixed on Jesus. He is the one who encourages our faith to remain strong. It's why I sing and dance and laugh, and I play with silly cats who land on my doorstep. So as I sit here today, counting my blessings, I remember the words of the theme song in The Christmas Candle - "There are miracles all around, miracles yet to be found," and I wait for my next miracle. I know it's coming, but miracles always come. And I know whatever happens, I have a Father who watches over me. He has called me, and I am His, and no one can take that knowledge away from me. It has been ingrained within me, and my faith, though weak at times, is strong in Him.

God bless your day!