Miracle? Or Everyday Occurrence?

God did a miracle on Sunday. Well, at least I consider it a miracle. He made something happen that only He could make happen. The thing is … that doesn’t really define a miracle. It simply means that God responded to the cry of my heart, in the way that He knew was best. He also did it in such a way that my heart knew that He was right there with me, responding to me in a very touching and personal way, in which He wrote His love on my heart. Why am I tempted to think of that as a miracle? That should be an everyday occurrence for everyone who chooses to walk with the Lord. The fact that it seems miraculous to me means that I’m not walking as closely with Him as I should. I’m missing out on a lot – He showed me that yesterday. Forgive me, God. Help me walk more closely with You.