2 December 2022
Matthew 7:9-11 NLT
“You parents—if your children ask for a loaf of bread, do you give them a stone instead? Or if they ask for a fish, do you give them a snake? Of course not! So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him.”
Today I am reminded that no miracle is too small (nor too big) to ask of our Heavenly Father.
My uncle and I had to enter Malaysia half a day later than the rest of our family, who were already in Genting, for our family vacation. I was just coming from my final exam of the year, he from a tiring day shift at work. He drove while I provided “moral support” with my Spotify playlists and casual conversational skills. We had an estimated 5-6 hour journey ahead of us.
The usual Friday night jam at customs, the usual long and winding roads. Then came one particular highway.
It was pitch-black, there was an endless stream of cars in front of us as well as on the opposite side of the road going the other way. You could barely tell if any distant glow you saw in the darkness was another car or street lights until you were right on top of it. It started raining, not even a gentle drizzle but quite a heavy downpour. Our already limited visibility got shortened to barely a few metres ahead of us. My uncle, pessimistic as he is, was cursing and complaining about how this would make it even harder to see the road and slow us down significantly.
For some unexplainable reason, my first instinct was to pray literally mid-conversation with him. Prayed for the path to be clear, for the rain to cease and for the journey to be time-efficient. Not just for the two of us, but all the other motorists on the highway. The prayer lasted barely 1.5 minutes.
I couldn’t believe what happened next. Mere seconds after the usual thanksgiving and saying “amen”, the raindrops stopped appearing on our windshield. It never rained on us again for the entire night.
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