Some Miracles Take Time


It's been two weeks since our precious little pup, Reus returned home.  Thankfully, a good Samaritan, a kind women called my husband with a tip.  A tip that ended up bringing our sweet little boy home.  Unlike the person who called just a couple days after he went missing, this woman didn't want a reward, she simply wanted to do the right thing.    As my husband pulled into the apartment complex, he found a woman walking him.  He ran over, took him off the leash and yelled, "This is my dog.  I'm taking him." After a bit of a kerfuffle, my husband called me in tears, "I got him, I got him!" A loud cry of gratitude left my mouth and tears poured down my face.

That day pretty much falls in the category of most memorable days in my family's life.  I posted a picture on Instagram and the out pour of rejoicing was so strong.  People who I didn't know took time to message me and let me know they had been praying for me, for our family and the return of our baby boy.  I couldn't get over it.

I still can't.

As I type this, I am getting a little emotional.  My little precious Reus, is laying right next to me, staring at me with his big eyes.  His precious fluffy face is evidence that God still does miracles.

It was a long month since the week from hell came to our doorstep.  Some days our prayers were backed up with a faith so strong, but other days, it was hard to pray and ask for what seemed to be impossible requests.  We had good days and we had our bad days.  We knew God has three ways of answering prayers: yes, no or not yet.  Thankfully, so many of you were praying for us, because when those hard days hit, like the time I broke down petting two sweet Shih Tzus at the Dallas Farmers Market, or the anger that built when we had to rent U-Haul's and the inconvenience it added to our time and wallet, or what I would say the worst feeling, seeing our daughter cry in pain for the emptiness of losing her best friend, Reus.  Many times, we felt overcome by the unfairness, at the loss, at the setback, but God, oh God, he would always find a way to encourage us and keep going. We would hear a sermon, get a text from a friend checking in on us and it all began to disappear slowly, but surely.

I know not many stories end up with happy endings, and you gotta believe we are so very grateful that God answered our prayers and brought our baby boy back home.  But that wasn't the only prayer we were praying.  The trailer that was stolen, was also in that prayer.  The perfect scenario would be that the trailer would also be returned. But as of today, there are no leads, no sign of it making its way back to us.

The day we got the trailer, we drove off the lot, tears in our eyes (we are pretty emotional creatures here at the Mireles house), with Elevation Worship's, Do It Again, playing in our car.  We were so overjoyed at that moment. This purchase was a GIANT step towards our dreams, towards our businesses and we couldn't believe it was ours!

I have come to terms that I was carrying disappointment even though I knew God would keep his promise held in Romans 8:28.  As much as I trust God, I couldn't understand why this happened, especially so consecutively.  We (my husband and I) still struggle with leaning on His understanding and not our own.

Romans 5:3 tells us to rejoice in our sufferings, for suffering produces perseverance; character; and character, hope.

Maybe one day we will understand why this happened.  Perhaps God wanted to test our faith, build our character, be a testimony for someone or simply bring us closer to him.  Which, I should say, has been the greatest part of all of this.  God has definitely shown himself through the acts and generosity of others, keeping his promise to supply all our needs and most importantly to show us that he still does miracles. We've learned some of them just take time.

Most days, we can't believe Reus is back home.  Then there are the other days where it seems like he never left.  God may never answer the prayer of returning our trailer, but seeing Reus play around with our daughter once again, tells us that he can, so we will still pray and have hope in that.  And even if he doesn't, we know he will make a way.

Speaking of making a way, our great friends, have provided us with a utility trailer to use for FREE!  To me, God has already begun answering our prayer.  This blessing allows us to save money on rentals and time. And while it's not our exact trailer, we will stay full of faith, despite the disappointment, knowing that his promise still stands.  We've seen him move the mountains and we believe, He will do it again.

While I Wait, Lincoln Brewster

Deep within my heart, I know You've won

I know You've overcome

And even in the dark, when I'm undone

I still believe it

I live by faith, and not by sight

Sometimes miracles just take time

While I wait, I will worship

Lord, I'll worship Your name

While I wait, I will trust You

Lord, I'll trust You all the same

When I fall apart, You are my strength

Help me not to forget

Seeing every scar, You make me whole

You're my healer

You're faithful every day

Your promises remain

Though I don't understand it

I will worship in my pain

You are God, You are worthy

You are with me all the way

So while I wait, I will worship

Lord, I'll worship Your name

Thought I don't have all the answers

Still I trust You all the same


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