I'm sure you've heard stories from faith-based media, saying that they've seen the hand of God in their productions. For instance, take The Bible miniseries. Guideposts magazine records several incidents in which weather was perfect and lost costume pieces were returned. When Jesus references the wind while speaking with Nicodemus, a strong breeze almost knocks over the set. It's things like this that speak to our hearts, saying, "There really is a God!"
I know there is.
I was at Aldi's with my mom, buying sandwich-making material, when I ran into something. It was a package of Lynder cheese--well, psuedo-cheese. I think it said on the package that it was an imitation dairy product. But the brand name, Lynder--Alynn's nickname--really made my day. It was even spelled correctly.
Things like that aren't really considered "miracles" by today's theologians. They're "confirmations"; little signs that we're on the right track, kind of like smiles from heaven. I've seen too many of them to remember. Most of the time, it's the name of a character popping up in a random place, especially on a TV show.
Of course, there have been blessings, like finding reference pictures for my characters. You'd laugh if you saw most of them, because they're characters off popular TV shows. (Leif, however, looks like actor Travis Fimmel with long hair and a goatee.) Every website visitor is a blessing, and so is every Wattpad reader. I'm truly blessed by all of you.
Provision is in a class all by itself, but it's one of the most important things God can give. On occasion, when I need to write a particularly wonderful scene or quote, I just close my eyes and let my fingers fly. The words don't come from me; they come from God. And they usually end up being attributed to Lukas McCamden.
But then again, maybe Albert Einstein was right when he said, "There are only two ways to live your life: as though nothing is a miracle, or as though everything is a miracle." We've all seen miracles--from a tiny puppy to the dead being raised to the sunlight kissing our cheek as we walk down a twilit road. Maybe it was a miracle that a full-time high school student was able to write a 30,000-word rough draft in 30 days. Maybe it was a miracle that her writing was historically accurate in ways she didn't know about. Maybe it was a miracle that she wrote the book at all.
We don't know all of the ways God works, and maybe He's done things for me that I can't even see yet. What has He done for you? Tell me in the comments below! God bless y'all, and have a wonderful 2017.
M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.