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    By Jean S. Horner
    The other day while walking down a corridor in a public building, I saw what appeared to be someone walking toward me. On coming closer, I found it was my own reflection in a huge mirror. For a moment it frightened me. Somehow a full-length reflection of one’s self is a startling thing. ...

A Day at a Time: Presence

By Scott Harrup
Aug. 12, 2012

Jodie and I had awaited June 6 with a measure of dread. Connor, our oldest son (right between Lindsay and Austin), was scheduled for corrective spinal surgery to address severe curvature from 15-plus years with cerebral palsy.

It would mean 6 to 8 hours in the operating room. Connor’s spine would be exposed from his neck to his waist. Rods, screws and wires would be attached to bone to straighten a back bent nearly to a C between the shoulder blades.

We had bathed this decision in months of prayer and sought repeated medical consultation. We continued to pray for a miracle that would render the surgery unnecessary. Barring such a miracle, we believed God’s direction was to take Connor to Mercy Hospital in Springfield, Mo., before dawn on D-Day, 2012.

But miracles come in a variety of packages.

Very early before surgery, Pentecostal Evangel News Editor John Kennedy came by to pray with us. Minutes later, Pastor Mark Wright showed up. He directs the pastoral care team at our church (James River Assembly in Ozark, Mo.). Pastor Mark stayed by our side for hours before visiting other families in need.

Connor’s grandparents, uncle, sister and one of his in-home caregivers made our corner of the waiting room sound like a family reunion. A hum of emails and Facebook postings reminded us people were praying for Connor and our family.

The projected 6- to 8-hour operation was completed in 51/2 hours. The lead surgeon was ecstatic over the results and even hugged Jodie and me. Our Life Group brought meals and continued to pray during Connor’s recovery. Connor’s other grandparents and an aunt and cousin visited from out of state and joined my parents in offering further care.

Miracles are not limited to those events where the laws of nature are suspended and God’s power bursts in like a bolt of lightning. A greater miracle surrounds us — the abiding presence of the body of Christ. Their love and prayers and repeated points of contact, I am convinced, are the most significant expression of Jesus’ promise:

“And, lo, I am with you always.”

Scott Harrup
Managing Editor

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