Our pastor, Jeff, just got back from a trip to Nicaragua last week where he had the honor of teaching some local pastors at a conference and speaking at a churches worship services over the course of three nights. At the first staff meeting after he got back, the topic of miracles came up because he had seen two people that he had prayed for healed of illnesses.
And the conversation went the same way I have seen conversations like these go in the past. Something about how Christians in third-world countries experience more miracles than we do here in America. Something about how they are more in touch with spiritual things because they don’t have as many of the distractions that we do. Something about how technology and education have made us less spiritual. Then something about how those things really can still happen today, and we should strive to live more simple lives (like people in third-world countries do) so that God can actually do those things here too.
But I don’t necessarily think that the envy of, glorification of or over-simplification of Chrisitianity in third-world countries is necessarily the most full and truthful way of seeing miracles or of viewing our own spiritual story.
Yes, it is wonderful that God works in many poor churches in poor countries through healing illnesses and by performing miracles that have to do with their physical needs, since these needs seem to be so evident in these places (In fact, I believe that we should be doing more and more to bring miracles of love and compassion and generosity to them as well).
And, yes, God can certainly do these kinds of miracles here in the Western world as well. God can do anything God wants. But what if what God wants to do is perform different sorts of miracles here? Will we value and acknowlege them? Or will we only want “those” sorts of miracles? The grass is always greener on the other side…
In the old testament stories about the Israelites, God performed many peculiar miracles for them but it never seemed to keep them faithful for long. We always envy those sorts of miracles, but the Israelites had them all and were never satisfied by them. Which might be what lead Jesus to say, through a parable in Luke 16 “If they won’t listen to Moses and the prophets, they won’t listen even if someone rises from the dead.” In Matt. 16:2-4 Jesus says that only an evil generation would ask for a miracle instead of just observing the miracles that are already there and obvious.
See I don’t think we need better miracles, just better eyes, ears, hearts to see the ones that he has already given us… Education and technology haven’t made us evil, we are evil (equally as cavemen and technocrats). Education and technology can lead to evil, sure, but anything can. They can also lead to more and more miracles being exposed.
God made Abraham filthy rich–something I have always considered to be inherently bad. But miracles were revealed through his wealth. On the other hand though, Solomon was rich, wise, powerful and sexy, but miserable with all of it (check out the book of Ecclesiastes), since his success was, to him, void of the miraculous elements that Abraham’s had. I think the difference between the two men is perspective. Abraham was tested on the grounds of possession and passed (I’m speaking here of the story of Isaac’s “sacrifice,” where Abraham did not possess even his most beloved).
Anyway, I think instead of shaming science, philosophy and travel for making us less spiritual we should be open to the miracles they bring that wouldn’t have been possible without them (not possessing them, but, instead, keeping them in right perspective). Language makes poetry possible. Astronomy makes glimpses at other far away galaxies possible. Photography makes distant jungles, deserts and mountains available to us, and worship to God for seeing them possible too. Art is a miracle. Birth is a miracle. Beer is a miracle. We needn’t be preocupied with them, except as a means of dwelling more deeply with God, and experiencing everything else more deeply through depth with God.
The more I know and the more educated I become, the more strangely mysterious God becomes to me (where some would want to claim that knowledge, wisdom and growing up make us less spiritual by making us more prideful I find the opposite to be true in my life).
We watched “Planet Earth” all afternoon Sunday with friends. For those of you who don’t know, it’s a documentary series that takes place over the course of 5 years, 7 continents, anyway, very large project, and beautiful. It’s one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. On that same note the, the film “Baraka” (Filmed all across the world, meant to be a sort of global soundtrack, drawing connections between peoples, practices, and places) had the same sort of affect on me: beautiful and humbling.
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