What is inconceivable is itself the miracle
If you are reading this right now, your very awareness is already a miracle. The sheer complexity of our existence is beyond what any human mind could ever truly comprehend.
“In Him we live and move and have our being.”
— Acts 17:28
Yesterday I was listening to “The Autobiography of a Yogi,” chapter 34, which teaches that all matter, form, and even our perception of reality exists because it is willed into being by the thought of God. What we consider “real” is simply what God chooses to reveal.
“Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made.”
— John 1:3
This truth stunned me — that everything we experience is like a divine projection cast upon the screen of consciousness. My human intellect cannot grasp such magnitude, but the soul recognizes it: God is reality itself.
“For in Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible… and in Him all things hold together.”
— Colossians 1:16–17
We spend so much of our earthly lives chasing what we call the real — security, identity, permanence. Yet everything formed is temporary, and everything temporary is only a shadow of the eternal.
“What is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
— 2 Corinthians 4:18
Even death, which so many believe is an ending, is no ending at all — only a transition of perception. A doorway between revelations of God.
“The dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.”
— Ecclesiastes 12:7
In birth, we enter small and helpless — guided into this world by God’s care through others. In death, we become small again, no longer self-sufficient, gently released from the illusion of control until we finally turn inward toward Him.
And then we return — not into darkness, but into Origin.
“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end.”
— Revelation 22:13
We never leave God — not at birth, not at death, not ever. We simply awaken from one expression of His presence into another. The miracle is not somewhere out there — the miracle is that we are held in Him, always.
