My tendency is to pray for miracles but not expect them. God has no obligation to preform 5.2 wonders per life time. And I get ticked with people who are always shouting out “God is Good!” when things go their way. For once I’d like to see someone say “God is Good” after suffering complete loss.

I tend to be crotchety and pessimistic about miracles and yet they happen all the time, especially to my grandparents. Why, I don’t know. This time I continued to be skeptical and crotchety and yet wondered if I would get to see a miracle for my ‘non-Del-and-Autumn’ family. It was exciting and made me think.

When people are deathly ill, I expect them to die. Why wouldn’t they, after all? And even so God is good. All of us will die, some more exciting deaths than others, and some in more pain than others, and yet every time one of the billions of people on earth keel over and stiffen, God is still good.