God's idea of miracle does not always agree with mine. Unbeknownst to me, he delivers miracle in my life in a different shape.

My ask for miracle was specific and concrete. I was in a serious trouble, but God could miraculously deliver me out of it, if he was willing. How and when were clear - nothing vague. And God did not do it.

Over time, I painfully accepted it. That was a very heavy burden and it changed me gradually and the memory of it is a painful reminder that I need to keep changing.

With free will and what not, changing someone is difficult. Changing myself is even more difficult. And by not giving me the miracle I asked, God is changing me to be more like Christ.

Now I call that a miracle!

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