I saw a Facebook post today that was asking people to be mindful of the signs that God gives us so that we can have miracles in our lives. My first thought was that I shape my own reality and if I believe in miracles, then my life will be filled with miracles. I was going to write that as a response, but something stopped me.
I started to think about writing this post every day. Every day when I write this post, I meditate on my relationship with God and how I fit in with the rest on the world. I think about how I am going to deal with my OCD and other challenges. I contemplate on my own faith and how it changes and grows with every day. I have seen my understanding grow and change. I have seen who I am changing into someone different. I have even noticed that the way I think has started to incorporate the lessons that I am learning.
In the past week, I have found myself struggling to keep my anger and ego in check, but at the same time, I have also found myself coming to understand teaching that I have been struggling to understand for the longest time. I know in my heart that the end result doesn’t really matter, the meaning and importance in my life is that I struggle to be the type of person that God wants me to be.
Every night when I finish my post, I feel thankful for the time I got to spend with my God. I feel thankful for my life and everything that God has given me. So, when I responded to the post, I wrote that I know there are miracles. I see miracles every day in the eyes and hearts of my brothers and sisters in Christ. The light of Christ is everywhere if we just open our eyes to it.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
