The heart longs for a sign, a visible token of the Divine favor, and you plead to hear the sound of your son’s laughter as a fleece wet with dew. There is a natural craving in our grief for something tangible, and the Lord in His tenderness has often stooped to such weakness. Yet consider the miracle of the loaves, how the disciples forgot the power they had just witnessed and remained hard-hearted in unbelief. The sign itself, though granted, did not sustain their faith. Our true joy must be anchored deeper than the ebbing tide of our circumstances, for long-continued health of body is not always for the health of a man's soul. The hilltops are so bright when the Lord makes our feet to stand upon our high places, but often the ascent is by the rocky path of tribulation, where consolations abound in Christ Jesus. Do not set your happiness upon seeing a smile if the Giver of the smile is being neglected in the desire. The secret of happiness is pardoned sin, a joy that the world cannot give and trouble cannot steal. That is the platform for His Divine power, the black setting for the sapphire of His everlasting love.
The miracle you seek, that healing touch upon a weary mind, is the very work Christ delights to perform. He is grand in emergencies. That afflicted woman bowed together for eighteen years could not lift up her eyes to heaven, yet in an instant Jesus loosed her. No language from human lips can reach the inmost prison of a bound spirit; a Divine Voice must echo through the soul. Cry to Him who knows no limit to His power, who works not dependent upon anything in man, but out of His own sovereign mercy. The Lord can command calm and health and joy more swiftly than the words can be spoken. But remember, His working is not a parable of perfect earthly contentment so much as of His own grace, and often He sends a trial to drive us from the broken cisterns of carnal delight to the fountain of living waters. If your son’s immediate outward consolation should be delayed, it may be that the greater miracle of inward renewal is being wrought in the secret place of affliction.
Go then, not in the strength of a demanded sign, but in the poverty and helplessness that clings to the eternal Helper. Cast yourself upon the everlasting arm that never can be palsied. The covenant stands sure for those who belong to the Lord; He is their God, and they have future prospects of happiness that cannot be shaken. Let your prayer be, “Lord, give what Thou seest best, but give me Thyself.” Whether the laughter comes on the morrow or the smile tarries, you have a surer joy, a substantial happiness beyond the reach of time and sense. The Divine generosity can fill the barn floor as well as wet the fleece, and often when we cease from dictating the manner of the answer, the Consoler Himself draws near in the stillness, and that is a favor indeed.
Prayer Focus: God, Thank You for loving me. Thank You for loving me, Jesus. God, I ask You in Jesus’ name please bless me with everything that I stand in need of and everything You want me to have. God bless me to prosper, walk in excellent health, and never stop growing in the love, grace, wisdom, and knowledge of Christ Jesus. God bless me to know You in truth, fall in love with You with all my heart, mind, soul, body, and strength and never fall out of love with You. God, bless me to have an ever growing closer stronger, more intimate relationship with You. Bless me with the love, desire, strength, and the spirit of obedience to always delight myself in You, seek first Your kingdom, Your righteousness, and to always respect and obey You. Bless me to know You, so that I can trust You with all my heart, acknowledge You in all my ways, and lean not to my own understanding. Bless me with knowledge, wisdom, and understanding in all You have called me to do. 
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