“I’m writing this in part to tell you that if you ever wonder what you’ve done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been God’s grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle.” Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
There is a Hasidic tale of the Rabbi of Gur who escaped Nazi Germany and was called to meet with Churchill about his experience. When Churchill
asked him how he thought the Nazis could be stopped, the Rabbi answered, “There
are two possible ways, one involving natural means, the other
supernatural. The natural means would be
if a million angels with flaming swords descend on Germany and destroy it. The supernatural would be if a million
Englishmen parachuted down on Germany and destroyed it.”*
Last week was the 70th anniversary of
the D-Day invasion. That story sometimes
comes to mind when I think about WWII. But
it came to mind recently for another reason entirely. This weekend I went to visit two friends in
the hospital recovering from surgery – one the recipient of a life-saving
kidney transplant, the other the donor. So I got to thinking about miracles.
Questions surrounding miracles have perplexed people for a long time. For many, they are a sign of direct divine
intervention. For others, they are an
outdated answer to what science can explain.
But I suspect for many more people miracles are still a mystery that cannot be so easily pinned
down. I don’t know the particulars of Jonah's encounter with that whale, or what made an impression on the Shroud of Turin,
or how the small child given no chance of beating cancer is now walking around
as an adult.
But I have been to the hospital twice in the last 18 months
to visit two sets of donors and recipients of kidney transplants. I can say without a shadow of a doubt
that I’ve seen miracles happen. Like the Rabbi probably meant it, something supernatural took
place in the hearts and lives of some amazing people.
I will never understand the intricacies of taking an organ
from one person and making it work in another person, but I know the doctors
understand it. It is a wondrous and
natural phenomenon that can be scientifically explained.
But how about those two donors? Or how about the twenty or so other people who also
got tested to see if they could be donors in those two situations? Ordinary people living ordinary lives, who
out of some mysterious combination of love, grace, friendship and courage, defy
the natural rhythms of life and the deeply ingrained instinct to keep all their
organs inside themselves. It was without
a doubt a “calling,” and they answered.
They endured something heroically hard, and they selflessly gave. Two answered calls and two recipients with supernatural resilience - and what was near death was brought back to life. I can think of nothing more fitting to call
that than “miracle.”
Think on it, and maybe you’ll see little miracles around you. People every day are selflessly giving their lives to
each other in big and small ways – cooking a meal, sitting and crying and
holding a hand, standing with the oppressed, running into a fire, giving when
they see a need, staying up all night with a sick child, doing medical missions,
being a foster parent, forgiving a wrong, helping a stranger, picking up the
phone, loving the unlovable, being a friend.
To the one reaching out, defying self-interest, it may not
seem so heroic; it’s just what any parent or friend or good person would do. But you know way deep down, don’t you, that you
are answering some mysterious call. You
know the same way you know way deep down when you’ve ignored that mysterious
call and missed your chance to help. If you’ve ever been on the receiving end of an answered call and been helped along in a deeply trying time, you’re much more likely to see the miracle in it. It’s how God works sometimes. Maybe God does cure disease and despair and deadness of every kind all on his own. But sometimes he uses donors and caregivers and friends and ordinary everyday people – you know, sometimes he uses miracles.
"if you ever wonder what you’ve done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been God’s grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle.”
*Hasidic Tales of the Holocaust, Yaffa Eliach, pg. 79, and Peter Rollins who also expounds on that story.
*Hasidic Tales of the Holocaust, Yaffa Eliach, pg. 79, and Peter Rollins who also expounds on that story.