I believe in God and I believe in miracles, but I have to admit that I don't often allow myself to entertain the thought of miracles in my own world.
Then this happened:
I know I shouldn't be so shocked. So speechless. The God I serve is the same God who parted the Red Sea, after all.
He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
And my mother-in-law is proof that He's still in the business of miracles.