Miracles on the Road to Damascus

I’m a strong believer in miracles. I’ve seen them in my life, and in the life of others. And as a Christian, I believe that miracles are part and parcel of the Christian experience. I believe God takes an active role in our lives, and part of that is what some might term miracles, since they don’t happen naturally.

I’m also an educated man. I’m a professor with a PhD, raised on critical thinking. I’ve read my share of books that have laughed at the possibility of modern man even needing God, much less God existing. And yet I’m still here, still believing in Him. Still believing in miracles.

What I find incredible is the wide disparity in how Christians view their own religion, God and how things are supposed to work. In addition to my daily duties in the classroom, I write Christian suspense novels, with the intention of challenging readers to consider that Christianity is not intended to be boring, that God wants to have an active, vibrant part in our lives and that the words “dangerous” and “Christian” should actually go together.

Recently I had one of my books reviewed by a fellow Christian, and I was surprised (should I say shocked?) when she decided that my novel should be classified as “Christian fantasy” because it had angels and miracles in the story. Fantasy, really? I do believe in angels, and if you read the Bible and believe it, you should too. And the same goes for miracles. Yeah, I would say I’m shocked.

I think it comes down to that “rational mind” they instill in us in college taking over. It CAN’T have been a miracle. Jesus didn’t REALLY raise Lazarus from the dead, did he? He must have just been asleep. That kind of thinking gets us into all kinds of problems, including whether God really has the power of life and death. Suddenly our Christian belief becomes more of a hobby than something that encompasses our entire life.

I believe that we are all exposed to miracles in our lives. It’s up to us to decide to accept them for what they are, or to write them off as merely our imagination.

As for me, I know that God has changed my life, and I see His involvement in my future every day.