by Gustav Krös

This past week, the question was asked at our weekly men’s group to share something miraculous that has happened in your life. My mind jumped to a few different occasions, but very quickly settled on my very first mission trip in 2007. It was mid-November, and we were a small group of South Africans on our way to visit our brothers and sisters in Christ in a small Himalayan nation.

One of the men in our group was a diabetic and had to inject himself with insulin daily. The one afternoon, we arrived in a very small village, and after checking into our accommodation, he mentioned that he had forgotten his insulin at the hotel where we had checked out of that morning. We would not be travelling back to the town where he left the insulin, so we decided to try and get him more insulin when we reached the next town that is slightly larger than the village where we were at that stage.

That evening we visited a Christian family and they shared with us the various forms of persecution that they had faced due to their faith. The husband and father of the family was a medical doctor and held a prominent position in the country’s capital until his colleagues discovered that he was a Christian. They pressurised him to leave his Christian faith or else they would sabotage his career. When he did not give in to their threats, they started demoting and relocating him until he and his family ended up in the small village where we met them.

He then shared with us the great news that he had a job interview with UNICEF the next morning in the capital and asked that we should please pray for him. If he could get the position at UNICEF he would no longer work for the government, and thus no longer have to endure the persecution from his superiors. At the end of the evening, we prayed for the family and specifically for the job interview the following day.

The next morning, we were pleasantly surprised when we walked into the dining area for breakfast and saw another Westerner sitting at one of the tables. Up until that point, we had seen very few other tourists, and we did not expect to find any tourist in this small village. Upon introducing ourselves to the man we found out that he was an American and when he heard that we were from South Africa he mentioned that he had actually visited South Africa just a couple of months prior. To our great astonishment, we discovered that he had attended a conference in Cape Town regarding diabetes!

We immediately mentioned to him the situation that we found ourselves in with regards to the member of our group who forgot his insulin in the previous town, and that we were simply planning on buying new insulin when we got to a bigger town along our journey. The man adamantly advised us against this, due to some medical reasons I can no longer clearly remember, but he said it would definitely be best if we could rather get the insulin from the hotel in the previous town.

As we were wrapping our minds around the miracle that had just occurred, we remembered that the doctor was heading to the capital (where the insulin had been left behind) for his job interview. Our group leader called the doctor and asked him whether he would kindly pick up the insulin, and late that evening he returned from his interview and brought the insulin along.

I do not know how anyone could reason that our meeting with the American gentleman, in that small Himalayan village, was purely by chance or accident. The number of things that had to fall into place for us to meet in that dining area that morning, to learn that we should rather get the original insulin that was left behind in the hotel, still blows my mind.

Since we are entering the Christmas season – often referred to as the season for miracles – I thought it fitting to share this miraculous story as an encouragement, that we serve an all-powerful and intimate God.

2020 has been a very difficult year for most people. It brought challenges across our paths we could never have imagined. The world looks so different than it did 12 months ago, and yet, with everything that has changed, and with all the hardship that Covid-19 has brought about, we can still have hope, because the One in whom we place our hope never changes.

He is still the same miracle-working God that created the heavens and the earth. He is still the same miracle-working God who came to earth as a baby, to be born in a manger. He is still the same miracle-working God who died on a cross to take away our sins, and He is still the same miracle-working God who is always there to listen to our prayers.

May we embrace our miracle-working God this Christmas season and give thanks for all the miracles He did in our lives throughout this year. We have so much to be thankful for – whether it is the privilege to own a cell phone or computer to read this message on, or whether it is the privilege to be able to read, or the miracle of sight. In the end, we all have a reason to celebrate the greatest miracle of all – the undeserving privilege as sinful human beings to stand in a personal relationship with the all-powerful and Holy Creator of the universe!

And, in case anyone wondered whether the doctor in the small Himalayan village got the position at UNICEF, the answer is, yes! Our miracle-working Father answered those prayers and the doctor moved to the capital, together with his family, and they still live there today.

May you have blessed Christmas, filled with the love, peace, and joy that can only be found in our Saviour, Jesus Christ.


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