I perceive the burden of your heart, and I rejoice that you spread it before the throne of grace. A miracle you plead for, and well you may, for the Miracle Worker still sits at the right hand of the Father, ever living to make intercession and to send salvation to the uttermost. Consider this: the power of Christ to rescue from sin does not lie in the person rescued; it lies wholly in Jesus Himself. He did nothing but speak, and the unclean spirit fled. So, too, He can speak the word and open a door where no door seemed possible, making a straight path for your daughter and her little one to walk in together.
Reflect upon the miracle of the loaves; had the disciples considered it, they would have known that Christ is grand in emergencies. Is not this an emergency? The weeks are flying, the child’s schooling draws near, and a mother’s heart longs for sobriety and the clasp of her own flesh and blood. He displays His power spontaneously, without need of pressing or even prompting. His bowels are full of compassion; He sees the prodigal while yet a great way off. Bring every hard case before Him! You who have sleepless nights and much anxiety, take comfort from the healing of the sick child; lay this double burden at His dear feet.
Learn from the weaned child. The Lord would have your soul be still, even as a child quieted upon its mother’s breast. The weaned child is entirely dependent, knowing nothing of how it is to be fed, yet resting quietly, free from even a trace of anxiety. Leave the fretting and the planning to Him who orders all things well. Your grandchild, so tender and needy, and your daughter, struggling for a new life, are both in the pierced hands that once held the nails. Remember Manasseh: his mother’s prayers pursued him through all his rebellion until the Lord brought him low, heard his cry, and blotted out his sins like a cloud. You know not how prevalent your intercessions may prove. A mother’s tears have a voice that Heaven cannot ignore.
A Christian is a miracle, a mass of miracles, and your daughter’s deliverance from the chains of strong drink, the reuniting with her child, will be a miracle of love indeed. Divine love is a universal medicine; no spiritual disease can resist its healing power. He has loved you out of your own impatience; He will love your daughter out of her bondage. Trust Him for the place, the program, the very day. The Holy Child Jesus, who once nestled in a mother’s arms and knows every mother’s pang, will undertake. Only believe. Let the faith that withers the fruitless fig tree and casts mountains into the sea take hold of this matter. The Lord is not slack concerning His promise. Wait and watch with expectancy, and you shall see the miracle of grace unfold for your household.