Mark 9:23 “…Everything is possible for one who believes.”
It was early Saturday morning in Boulder, Colorado. I went to the gas station to fill up my little Renault. The overcast skies looked threatening, but when the station attendant commented that it looked like we were in for a shower, I confidently replied, “Nope. It’s not going to rain today. I’m getting married this morning on top of that mountain in Boulder Canyon.” I had learned a lot about faith that week…
Since I was a little girl, my grandpa and I had plotted that when the day came, he would perform my wedding. But it almost didn’t happen. Chip and I had decided to have a somewhat unconventional wedding….just him, me, and Grandpa on the mountaintop. Although we invited friends to the reception held afterwards, no one would be at the ceremony besides the three of us and God.
Grandpa was to fly to Denver on the Thursday before the wedding and stay until after the reception, when he would fly back to Ohio. That Sunday I received the distressing call he might not be able to come. He was experiencing severe back pains and unsure as to whether he could make the trip. Worry flooded me. I couldn’t imagine getting married without Grandpa.
The next few days were a roller-coaster of emotions. He thought he could come. Then a day of spasms screamed “it’s impossible.” My hope started to dim. In desperation, I sought God for a miracle. It was then that I landed on the passage from Mark 9:23: “Everything is possible for one who believes.” I don’t consider myself a name-it-and-claim-it type Christian, but I knew the Lord was speaking to me. Faith comes by hearing the word of God and that day, I heard it. I began believing God was going to make it possible for Grandpa to come.
Later that night, I got the last call. “Pick me up tomorrow afternoon!”
Grandpa, Chip and I walked up that mountain side on what had turned into a brilliant sun-filled morning. My childhood dreams had been fulfilled…and more. I had tasted for the first time the power of prayer. And I experienced firsthand the personal I-know-who-you-are kind of love that streams from a Heavenly Father.
Do you know this Father with whom all things are possible?