Miracle on Watson Street

Photo by Iman Sadeghi

"I listened carefully to His words. 'Son of man,' He said, 'I am sending you to the nation of Israel, a rebellious nation that rebelled against Me. They and their ancestors have been rebelling against Me to this very day. They are stubborn and hard-hearted people. But I am sending you to say to them, 'This is what the Sovereign Lord says!' "

How many of you have ever witnessed, first-hand, a miracle? Have you witnessed a baby being born? Have you been in the middle of a breathtaking lightning storm or seen a flower open unexpectedly? I would love to share what occurred in my kitchen on a lazy Sunday morning.

I was in the midst of having some quiet time with a journal, cup of coffee & open Bible. Of course, being Kate, I was distracted by something completely unrelated to the Word of God. In typical A.D.D. fashion, I found myself washing dishes & peering out the window at the gorgeous summer trees & green, green grass. As I scrubbed silverware (the worst part of dish-washing, in my opinion), I noticed 2-3 bouncy bubbles floating around my face. My mind wandered a bit & I found myself thinking, "Science didn't INVENT bubbles...it's merely discovered them. That's not quite as powerful, now, is it?" So I closed my eyes to thank God for inventing something as wonderfully happy & fun as BUBBLES!

When I opened my eyes, I defiantly squeezed the soap bottle, sending 5 or 6 fat bubbles into the air. Those glorious good girls of weightlessness danced in the steam rising from my sink! I started laughing to myself. They were so cute! So I closed my eyes again, waiting for one to softly hit my face. Nothing. I held my breath, to keep from disturbing the current path of another.... Again, nothing.

As I opened my eyes I saw something truly amazing & humbling. Hundreds of tiny bubbles floated down from my ceiling. They stirred all around me & began to fill my kitchen! As I slowly turned to make sure I wasn't on some soapy high, they lifted again & swirled to greet more friends. How it happened, I can't explain...but more bubble drifted ever quietly from some unknown place in my ceiling. Tears spilled over my eyelashes as I could feel the presence of the Holy Spirit in my kitchen. I heard a voice in my heart, "Now go tell the world what you've seen..." I was stunned. I didn't want the moment to end. God was in my kitchen.

This miraculous bubble-dance lasted a full 5 minutes. They swept up, danced around, met more friends & celebrated a simple, awesome moment with me. To Him, I am thankful for such an inspiring Sunday blessing to keep forever in a journal & my heart.

What miracles have you had in your life? Please come share them with me. I will be blessed to read every one.

~Miss Kate

P.s. Upon investigation, I can't find any soap bubble residue on any of my countertops or wine glasses....