Miracle

I'm going to open this one with all the "research" I did, honestly, it was a five-minute trek down the ol' Google highway to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary site. First, to define "Miracle," according to, that's right, the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, it is "an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs," "an extremely outstanding or unusual event, thing, or accomplishment," and my personal favorite, according to "Christian Science:" it is "a divinely natural phenomenon experienced humanly as the fulfillment of spiritual law." To sum up, a miracle is a really badass thing that happens, and everyone's like, "Bro, that was a miracle!" Could be something seemingly stupid like, "Dawg, they gave me three tacos instead of two! It's a miracle." To me, that's an absolutely fabulous miracle.

What about healing? I don't mean going to the hospital, a group of "medical professionals" exchanges your liver with that from a goat, I mean, you go from being all busted, your organs are hanging out, and when you wake up, you're all healed. This all happened because you one hundred percent believed that God, Jesus, Buddha, Odin, Krishna, Allah, whatever the hell you want to call it, was going to heal you up as you slept, then BOOM, a miracle!

If you talk to Christians, they all believe that Jesus went around just laying hands all over people, exclaiming, "You healed, my child." But, I'll use a quote from The Bible, "whaaaa?" Seriously, it's the quickest resource to things Jesus might have said: "He said to her, 'Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.'" Mark 5:34 (New International Version, www.biblehub.com ). Did you see that? "YOUR faith has HEALED you." This doesn't have to be a mortal wound either; this could be a frame of mind, a situation, just something that makes you ill on some level; a "Dis-ease," of some sort. Yeah, I'm getting all preachy, but I have a point, and again, I'm not religious, I just like Jesus, I see him way differently than most folks, whether or not he was a real individual, he was a rebel. Well, I'm sure all the "prophets," or "ascended masters," "demi-gods," so forth, were, but I digress.

He didn't say, "I healed you, bless you in the name of Me!" No, he always said, because you have faith, you are healed. I didn't quote it because it's more like I'm paraphrasing. "Your faith has healed you." What does this mean? This means, if you absolutely believe in something with everything you are, can you manifest it. People believed in Jesus a thousand percent, had a miracle happen, and say, "Jesus did it," when the fact is, people had absolute faith that just by touching this guy, they would be healed. No one really stopped to go, "I wonder, if I believe that rock over there is gonna heal me, will it?" Yes, yes it will!

Here's where we're hung up, it's something like, oh what's that word, oh yeah, "Doubt." Let me reference a couple of definitions from our pals at Merriam-Webster: "a lack of confidence: distrust," and "an inclination not to believe or accept a claim." Yeah, fucking doubt, that pesky ol' so and so! This can make something stop, because we lean into our doubts more than our faith. Even Jesus said, "Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.'" Matthew 17:20. He also said, "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?" Matthew 14:31 (New International Version, www.biblegateway.com). He also said a vast number of other things, but here's the deal: you need to have enough faith to fill a mustard seed, just a sparkle, right? But if you doubt that that little seed will grow to be a huge mustard plant, whatever that is, it won't become that plant.

Essentially, you start with a thought (the seed), which is your fragment of faith. If you keep nurturing that seed, it will grow big and strong, "like bull." But you pepper that with some doubt, then it ain't gonna be sproutin' nowhere. That's where we get hung up. We desire a miracle, desire something to change the course of something we're not too fond of, yet doubt it will happen. Ironically, life loves throwing that doubt pepper in your face quite often. It's like the Celestial beings are watching us, nomming on popcorn and sipping a Big Gulp. "Let's see how much faith she has after this shit," like Job...oh my word. The problem is, how long must we actually suffer before we actually see the outcome of our Faith? Is it doubt that prevents that miracle from occurring, or do we get tested in our Faith? When is enough, enough? So many questions, and so many words. "My God, can you get to the point?"

Sure, the point is, it takes a fragment of faith, and we all have it, it's called hope. You hope this outcome you desire comes to fruition, and sometimes life has an alternate course, but perhaps we should be more open about what it is we desire to manifest. It may not happen the way you desire; however, don't doubt how it's supposed to manifest. Just obtain that mustard-seed-sized piece of faith and water it, talk to it, play it some Mozart, whatever! Grow that shit! Just be careful what mustard seed you're growing. We may doubt good things, but believe in crappy things, and thus keep manifesting crappy things because our faith in it lacks doubt, instead of having our faith in something better harbor any doubt. We have faith in something, and we doubt other things, and we wonder why our miracles don't always seem like miracles. We get what we ask for and believe in. I'd better start thinking even more differently than I already am.

Here's my desired miracle, and I have hope it will happen; I have no idea how, but I have my mustard-seed-sized piece of faith. Here it is: "I want to get paid to write what I think for a living." Mmm, I don't want to keep wanting it, and just have it, don't you think? "I get paid to write what I think, for a living." Let's simplify it: "I get paid to write what I think." That's my mustard seed, let's see if I can grow some miracles, shall we?