Have you ever heard or said the expression “It Will Take a Miracle?”
People use it in a variety of ways—to describe someone in poor health, a troubled marriage, and even a ball game if their team is behind. It is looking at an impossible situation and knowing there is a need for the Divine to intercede.
In October 1942, WWI fighter Ace, and Medal of Honor recipient, Captain Eddie Rickenbacker was on a mission in a B-17 to deliver an important message to General Douglas MacArthur in New Guinea. But there was an unexpected detour which would hurl Captain Eddie into the most harrowing adventure of his life.
Somewhere over the South Pacific, the Flying Fortress became lost and beyond the reach of radio communication. Fuel ran dangerously low, so the men ditched their plane in the ocean. For nearly a month Captain Eddie and his companions would fight the water and the weather and the scorching sun.
They spent many sleepless nights recoiling as giant sharks rammed their rafts. The largest raft was nine by five. The biggest shark…ten feet long. But of all their enemies at sea, one proved most formidable: starvation. Eight days out, their rations were long gone or destroyed by the salt water. It would take a miracle to sustain them.
There are many times in life that people or churches need a miracle.
In the summer of 1876, grasshoppers nearly destroyed the wheat crop in Minnesota. So in the Spring of 1877, farmers were worried as the temperature rose to record highs—mid-summer temps.
The grasshopper larvae began wiggling to life. On April 26, 1877, Governor John S. Pillsbury asked all of Minnesota to pray. Three days of record high temps as God’s people prayed, but on the fourth day an un-season like frost killed all the larvae…What can happen when God’s people really pray?
Prayer gives the believer confidence. Why do Christians feel like God is not doing what He should, they don’t really pray. You need a miracle…pray for one. You need God to bless your life, give you a better job, save your children, pray!
For Eddie Rickenbacker and his crew, a miracle took place. In Captain Eddie’s own words, “Cherry,” (that was the B-17 pilot, Captain William Cherry) “read the service that afternoon, and we finished with a prayer for deliverance and a hymn of praise. There was some talk, but it tapered off in the oppressive heat.
With my hat pulled down over my eyes to keep out some of the glare, I dozed off. Something landed on my head. I knew that it was a sea gull. I don’t know how I knew, I just knew. Everyone else knew too.
No one said a word, but peering out from under my hat brim without moving my head, I could see the expression on their faces. They were staring at that gull. The gull meant food…if I could catch it.”
And the rest as they say is history.
Captain Eddie caught the gull. Its flesh was eaten. The rest they used for bait to catch fish. The survivors were sustained and their hopes renewed because a lone sea gull, uncharacteristically hundreds of miles from land, offered itself as a sacrifice.
You know that Captain Eddie made it. He never forgot. Because every Friday evening, until his death in 1973, about sunset…on a lonely stretch of beach along the eastern Florida seacoast…you could see an old man walking…white-haired, bushy-eye browed, slightly bent. His bucket filled with shrimp to feed the gulls…to remember that one which, on a day long past, gave itself without a struggle…like manna in the wilderness.
It Took a Miracle—and God sent one. What do you need Jesus to do for you today?
A miracle is not out of HIS possibilities.
Remember today, “For nothing is impossible with God.”
Keep Looking Up!
Heaven is closer than you think.
May God bless your day.
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