Minor Miracles

I think we can all agree that one day we hope to see/experience a miracle. The bible speaks of many miracles and I think you’ll agree with me that you haven’t seen anything close to that. But today I had to stop and think, have I ever seen any minor miracles?

Well, what is a minor miracle? To me, it’s something that I can’t produce on my own. It’s something special and specific to my life that’s controlled by God. So in that case, I often receive minor miracles and today was no exception.

If you don’t know this about me, you now will. I HATE the dentist. I’m not talking regular “I don’t want to go” type hate, I’m talking I will do anything to not go. It all started when I was younger and had a dentist that believed in filling every hole in my mouth with the shiny metal filling. It then continued with braces and has now brought me to adult hood where every time I go to the dentist something has to get drilled, another thing has to get filled and no news (forget about good news) does not exist. About a year ago I was told that my teeth are decaying and falling apart piece by piece and there is nothing I can do about it. And to think, I LIKE my dentist. He’s the only person besides my dad that calls me his “little trooper” and pats me on the head with every visit as I have tears in my eyes. So although the news is never good, somehow I’m comfortable with him telling me bad news.

There is only 1 hygenist that doesn’t make me cry because my teeth are so sensitive. Last year they got a new dentist and I was assigned to his chair. I was back 2 weeks later in pain because he “missed” a cavity…I think you get the picture.

So I’ve had this pain in my mouth that I knew had to get checked out. So I called to make an appointment and found out that my dentist will be out for 2 weeks and they’re assigning me to their newest dentist. After too long of a pause and a “eh eh” coming out of my mouth, she assigned me the 9:10am spot with a promise that my dentist will be in the building in case anything goes wrong. So I prayed and prayed for a good visit and nothing to go wrong. Chris prayed and prayed for peace and wisdom for this appointment. And then I prayed a bit more this morning that if I shouldn’t go, I would know.

Well, I went…and here is my minor miracle of the day.

I didn’t get my teeth cleaned so no tearful hygenist appointments. The dental assistant taking my x-rays was as nice as could be. And then in walked MY dentist. The dentist that couldn’t take me last minute. He wanted to say hi and see what was up. He looked in my mouth and told the assistant what to do. He then introduced me to the young female dentist I was about to see and we all discussed my trouble tooth. Within minutes they discovered the problem and she went to work on my mouth. I warned her about my sensitivity and she hit me up with the numbing gel and enough novocaine to last me the day. While it was going into effect she sat with me and we chatted about apartments and festivals and work and all different stuff. By the time my mouth was ready for drilling I was so comfortable and so peaceful that if things went well I wanted to have this girl over for tea haha.

The next half hour was a blur. I didn’t feel a thing. My dentist was in the room every few minutes to see how I was doing and my pain was gone. I left the dentist with a smile on my face (well, the side of my face that wasn’t numb!). Let me repeat that for dramatic, miracle believing affect: I LEFT THE DENTIST WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE.

Thank you God for your minor miracles that let me know you know me by name and you hear my prayers. And I thank you God that I will no longer depend on my hero of a dentist and will willingly give new people a try. You are an amazing God and I am so grateful for your grace.

“I don’t believe in coincidences, only Godinstances” – a very wise girl