Miracle Week: When Healing Speaks the Name of God

Today marks two weeks post-op, and I entered this week with expectations shaped by charts, timelines, and averages. I assumed I would still be working toward strength, working toward mobility, working toward readiness.

Instead, I am standing in awe.

At two weeks, I have been cleared to return to work. I have regained most of my strength. I am walking without assistance. I climbed the stairs today, fully, steadily. My muscles are healing beautifully. The scar itself is clean, strong, and well, no wound care needed. God has done wonders.

Scripture asks the question:

“Is anything too wonderful for the Lord?” (Genesis 18:14)

Sometimes we paraphrase it as too hard. But the Hebrew root pālā’ also means extraordinary, marvelous, beyond comprehension. In other words: Is anything too beautiful, too miraculous, too astonishing for God to do? And the answer, clearly, unmistakably, is NO.

What has been especially holy in this experience is this: My doctors have named God. Not vaguely. Not metaphorically. But openly acknowledging that this pace of healing exceeds expectation, and attributing it to God. When science pauses and points beyond itself, worship has already entered the room.

As I enter this Sabbath, I do so in awe, deeply grateful, profoundly humbled, resting not only from labor but from fear. This healing has not been rushed; it has been received. And grace has met my body exactly where it was.

Reflection: Letting the Spirit Do What the Spirit Does

There is a lesson here for us all.

So often, we try to manage healing, control it, force it, explain it, speed it up. But Scripture reminds us that the same Spirit who hovered over the waters of creation also dwells within our bodies (Genesis 1:2; Romans 8:11).

When we yield, when we listen, when we rest, when we obey wisdom, when we release anxiety, the Spirit is free to do what only the Spirit can do.

Sometimes healing doesn’t just align with science. Sometimes it confounds it. And when that happens, the outcome is not confusion, it is testimony. People begin to call the name of God not because they were preached at, but because they witnessed grace at work in a human body.

This is what Sabbath teaches us: that rest is not passive, it is participatory trust. That stopping can be an act of faith. That God is still God when we are still.

Today, my body tells the story. And the story is clear:

Nothing is too wonderful for the Lord.

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