Writing on a Miracle

I am writing on a miracle right now, and I want this to be the first thing I write on it.

I lost my job in September 2026. I started my own counseling practice after that, and while it is growing, it’s slow going. We’ve had to dip into our savings so many times that it’s nearly gone. And we’re moving to Colorado in four months, so that makes money super, super tight.

So I could not afford for my laptop to go out.

And it didn’t…or so I told myself. True, the webcam hadn’t worked for years, but I had a cheapo that I could plug in, and used all the time. You know, when it worked. Sure, sure, the sound quality was worse by the minute, and the headphone jack didn’t always work, so I had to reset the computer over and over. And yeah, some of the keys were broken, so I had to go back and fix more typos than I wanted to, plus I had to smash the R key every time, and yeah, sure, they constant hammering hurt my wrist after a while and now I have a doctor’s appointment for it.

But it worked! And a new computer would need a new edition of certain programs, costing even more money!

So for a long time, I refused. I couldn’t afford it yet.

Finally, my wife told me that she was worried for me. I do everything on my laptop, from writing novels to case notes, and my wrist problems were only getting worse. She implored me to pray about it.

At last, I prayed. We did have the money, but what if we need it later? We couldn’t rely on savings much longer. So, I prayed, “God, should I get the computer?”

God said yes immediately.

So, being me, I asked again. He said yes. I asked again. This continued.

Finally, I saw in my mind’s eye, God trying to put a laptop in my hands, but then he set it aside, sat down in front of me, and said, “This isn’t about the computer, is it?”

He was right. It was my fear that God wouldn’t provide the tools I needed. That I had to scrape by, rather than thrive. Money has always been my source of security (or insecurity), and I didn’t want to lose more of it.

So, I prayed a new prayer: help me to trust. God is my provider, no matter what. If my wife had these problems, I’d have gotten her a computer without even asking, yet I couldn’t do the same to myself? I had to believe that God would provide for me just as much as he had for her.

I found a good deal, and got a laptop and software for about $600. This was on 1/28.

And on 1/28, 1/29, and 1/30, I suddenly received back pay from clients and insurances that had been in stasis. How much did I get back?

About $600.

Call it a coincidence, call me an idiot, I don’t care anymore. I’ve seen too much to believe that God is not real, or that he is unable, or that he doesn’t care about me. I trusted him to cover me, stepped out in faith to cover a need, and He did exactly that.

And when I step out of Idaho, into Colorado, though I cannot yet see how I can afford to move, or how I’ll get a job, or how I’ll afford a house, or sell my current house, I will know that he provides for me.

Because every time I open this laptop I’m using right now, when I write my novels or type up notes in my counseling practice, I will be writing on a miracle.