It’s Christmas Day and this family is experiencing miracles. Some of them are huge but in this post I’m going to focus on a fun miracle. And perhaps miracle is too much of a word. A few days ago I started reading a book called “When God Winks at You”. It’s a book about coincidences that can’t be explained. The point of the book is that every once in a while God reaches down and taps us on the shoulder, perhaps to remind us that life is not always in our control, perhaps to give us a nudge in a certain direction, perhaps to let us know that we are listened to and are not alone.
Sometimes He just wants to give us a hug.
This year, Judah, our three-year-old grandson, has been obsessed with firefighters. He was a firefighter for Halloween and when asked what he wanted for Christmas his one and only response all season was Smokey the Fire Truck. He never wavered or asked for anything in addition. The look on his face this morning when Santa really did deliver was one of pure, unadulterated joy.
After Christmas mass this morning we visited the Oklahoma City Memorial and wandered around Bricktown for a few hours. On the way home we stopped for gas and what to our wondering eyes should appear, right there in the parking lot in front of us, but Engine #6 from the Oklahoma City Fire Department! After all the meandering we had done that morning we just “happened” to be in the exact right place when one of the three firefighters on that truck decided he needed a convenience store run for snacks! All five of us scrambled out of the car as fast as we could and the other two firefighters proceeded to give Judah his own private tour of their truck while their buddy went shopping.
Last night, before falling asleep on the eve of our Savior’s birth, I asked God to wink at me. I asked him to send me a message that Steven and his family would be okay. Today, a little boy who is missing his father on Christmas Day, received a most wonderous gift in the form of three friendly firemen who took the time to make him feel like the most special boy of all. God definitely winked at me…..and I can’t help but wonder if Steven also had something to do with it!
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Aw, Julie, you, Judah and God just reduced me to good tears this evening. Sending a warm hug your way. Thanks for passing on the wink.
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Wonderful story, Julie! It’s so awesome to acknowledge things like this as God’s doings! A lot of times, unfortunately, I have to be hit over the head to realize that it’s Him trying to get my attention! So blessed to know He will never give up on me, though! Merry Christmas!
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So beautiful Julie! Thanks for sharing it. The looks on the faces of Judah and the firemen are fantastic!
It’s like the song Danny Boy on the radio when we got in the car after cleaning out Dad’s room after his death. Remember?
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Shedding tears of joy for your Christmas miracle!
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Reblogged this on blogbyFLOGS and commented:
This is a good time of year for reflecting and for giving perhaps just an extra little bit of hope to anyone going through a difficult time. Two years ago, at Christmas, our son was in rehab and we celebrated the holiday in Oklahoma City with our pregnant daughter-in-law and grandson. Two years later, Grace has graduated from college and has a wonderful job, Steven is sober and discovering how hard it is to be the stay-at-home dad to their two sons, and daughter is due to be born any day. My point is that two years ago their future was so uncertain and I could barely see past the day we were living but today all is well and although the race will always be in progress, a lot of finish lines have already been crossed. No matter how dark the night, day does follow.
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A post that brings back the hope in all of us. Yes, I hope and pray that God winks to all especially for those who lost too much this year. Merry Christmas.
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