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A Different Kind of Miracle

The saying God works in mysterious ways is not an actual Bible verse.  Nor does this phrase possess an original author.  Rather, most historians attribute this expression to 9 specific passages of the Bible which imply a similar notion.  After suffering a freak accident last Friday afternoon, I feel compelled to share the details of a different kind of miracle.

Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God, Romans 8:26-27.

Every summer I long for going to the beach, often boogie boarding and body surfing for several hours at a time.  While I am not as young as I use to be, I often dive in trying to stay side by side my three teenagers.  Last Friday, the beach was closed for several hours due to sharks in the water.  When it re-opened late in the afternoon, I had one eye on the waves and the other on what lurks beneath, preparing my mind for a Jaws like attack on my children.

By referring to this, when you read it you can understand my insight into the mystery of Christ,  which in other generations was not disclosed to mankind, as it has now been revealed to His holy apostles and prophets by the [Holy] Spirit; Ephesians 3:4-5.

As time passed, the waves intensified, consistently 5 feet tall with an occasional 8 footer.  Since the shark scare caused most swimmers to leave, this was ideal conditions for boogie boarding.  Initially, I rode a couple of waves right into shore before getting roughed up by a strong undertow.  On my last ride of the day, I didn’t have enough momentum as the wave broke.  Panicking, I made a quick turn to abort, but this didn’t happen in time as I was flipped and thrown down 8 feet to the ocean floor face first.

The mystery hidden for ages and generations but now revealed to his saints. To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory, Colossians 1:26-27.

When I reached the surface, I felt like I broke my jaw, lost my front teeth and began bleeding.  A nearby lifeguard jumped off his stand, running into the water to see if I was okay.  Shook up, I limped to my car, with bumps, bruises and scraps.  A few days later, I spoke with a co-worker who is a former resident nurse.  Based upon our conversation, if my fall was slightly to the left or right, I could have easily broken my neck or even be paralyzed today.  Thus, in hindsight, this embarrassing experience of the agony of defeat is actually a different kind of miracle.

by Jay Mankus


Finding Solace by the Sea

Depending upon where you grew up, there are areas, places and towns which make you feel at home.  Perhaps it’s childhood memories that you cherish, a location you spent countless hours at or an environment that brings out the best in you.  For me, I find solace by the sea.

For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent and set me high upon a rock, Psalm 27:5.

As a kid, I spent time playing on the beach at Atlantic City before there were casinos.  Occasionally,venturing to Sea Ilse and Wildwood Crest to stay with friends or visit the boardwalk.  After moving to Delaware, Rehobeth, Fenwick Island and Ocean City, Maryland became seasonal treks, leaving fond memories etched into my mind.

You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance, Psalm 32:7.

In the Bible, Jesus found solace in going to the mountains to pray, Mark 1:35-39.  David retreated to a cave with friends to lift his spirits, 1 Samuel 22:1-2.  While it’s not mentioned, I’m sure James and John found joy in fishing, especially when the season was right.  Well, my point of today’s blog is to make people think of that retreat destination or resting place which recharges your spiritual batteries.  Discovering and visiting this place often brings life to dead and dying souls back to life.  As for me, I find solace while I recreate in the ocean.

by Jay Mankus


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