No Such Thing as a Minor MiracleScot Bower - 22 Feb 2010
We love telling stories and are occasionally guilty of getting caught up in the ‘big stuff’. Here our youngest contributing writer, Holly Anderson (12) encourages us to look around and appreciate the minor miracles we might otherwise miss.
Sometimes in life, you forget that God is there. ‘He’s a big picture God, and individual people don’t count’ kind of thing. Well, I’m telling you that it is a pack of lies and God cares about the little stuff. He even cares what colour socks you’re wearing RIGHT NOW! OK maybe that’s a little bit of an exaggeration, but he does know. That is one of the things I love about God. Recently I was thinking about something over and over again which was starting to pull me down, and almost immediately I received a word from God that directly related to it! God knows your deepest thoughts; he knows you inside out.
As it says somewhere in the Bible: ‘He knows when you lie down and get up…’. [Psalm 139:2 paraphrased]
Getting back to the story now. It all happened during a science experiment in my lesson at school. Everybody had split into groups and we were doing tests on temperature, that sort of thing. Our groups’ gas burner blasted off the plug and the room was filling with the lethal gas. The Bunsen burner was on fire shooting plumes of heat into the air and the smoke was starting to circulate and we were just stood watching it, staring at the flame. We had no idea of the danger we were in. One of my friends narrowly missed being set on fire. Our teacher managed to compose himself and told the children to evacuate, directing one of us to switch of the gas supply.
After the whole ordeal, he explained that if we had stayed in that room for even a second more, the flame could have gone back up the pipe and exploded the gas container in the table. It could easily have killed anyone in a 3-metre radius and seriously injured the rest of my class. The class next door would also have been affected and possibly the whole year group.
It was mostly shock which hurt us, but I started to think. So many things could have gone wrong. The gas could have killed us, my friend could have been badly burned if she was a centimetre or so to the right and had my teacher not been so quick thinking my class might not have been evacuated in time and had the fire blocked off the route to the switch and the door we may have been killed.
I thank the Lord with all my heart for saving us. Yes, it could have been coincidence and a huge deal of luck - but God is more powerful than death itself.
Holly Anderson is 12 years old, loves chocolate and is part of the Stanford-Le-Hope Boiler Room.