I spent the last Saturday and Sunday in October believing for a miracle for some dear friends. I knew God could do it, and I knew they believed He could do it. And not them alone--they had an entire body of believers believing with and for them.
The only question was would God do it?
If you asked me then, after I learned how that chapter of their story ended, I would have shook my head sadly and said no. God did not perform a miracle, and their hopes were dashed again to the astonishment and agony of all who believed. And after steeping my sorrow in a plethora of platitudes, I would have concluded that God decided a miracle was not in His divine will for this couple.
But the following morning during my quiet time with Him, I saw things from a different perspective.