I do not play a musical instrument nor have I had any vocal training, but since my wife passed away I have found it very comforting to spend 30 or 40 minutes each evening before bedtime singing some of my favorite gospel songs and choruses. My two dogs seem to enjoy my concerts, but then they have become accustomed to my voice and I enjoy their unconditional love. It recently occurred to me that although a few of the songs are classics, most of them would be unfamiliar to this generation. I sometimes become emotional while singing about God’s love for me and about heaven, but there is one song that was recorded by the group Alabama that I have never been able to sing all the way through without shedding tears of joy. I would like to share the words of that song with you.
A man and wife had prayed for years for children losing faith and close to giving up. Then a young girl with no way to keep her baby laid in their arms a tiny gift of love. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one tiny ray of hope to light up the dark. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one honest prayer coming from the heart.
A small coal mining town in West Virginia prayed as they kept vigil day and night. Saddened by the twelve whose lives were taken, but oh so thankful one made it out alive. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one tiny ray of hope to light up the dark. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one honest prayer coming from the heart.
Two thousand years ago the world laid waiting for the savior they were told would come. Then on that winter night there in a manger, God blessed the world with His one and only Son. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one tiny ray of hope to light up the dark. It only takes one life to make a miracle, one honest prayer coming from the heart. It takes one honest prayer coming from your heart.
A few years ago I saw a post by Rick Warren on Face Book showing a new born infant and The caption read, “If you don’t believe in miracles maybe you’ve forgotten that you are one.” Every moment of each life here on earth is a miracle, but life takes on even more meaning when we can say with Paul, “For to me, living means living for Christ, and dying is even better.” (Philippians 1:21 NLT). As miraculous as it is, life here on earth doesn’t begin to compare with the miracle of eternal life that is ours through faith in Jesus Christ. I get just a little taste of heaven every time I enter the presence of God through prayer or feel the Holy Spirit prompting me from within, but I cannot fully comprehend the joy I will feel as I enter God’s kingdom to spend eternity with Him.