Miracle On 42nd Street
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Topic: God Confirms His Word


My luggage was too heavy and I did not know if I was going to make it to the seating area without help. A voice caused me to look up. "May I help you?" He seemed to have come from nowhere.

"Sure, thanks!" I replied gratefully. "I'm going to the seating area," I continued. "I'm Cathy, by the way, and you are?"

"*Marcus."

His smile was pleasant and I was glad to have his help. Once we settled my luggage, I took a seat and Marcus sat beside me. I began to minister to him and soon we were told everone would need to move their luggage out of the seating area and leave their seats, so the area could be cleaned.

Again, Marcus helped me with my luggage. We talked with a young couple we met, *Tim and *Lisa. Then I turned to minister to Marcus again.

He confessed he believed in Jesus Christ, but did not feel God had been there for him. "Why," I asked."

"I don't know. A lot of things in my life have not been going right."

I resumed witnessing to Marcus since he was open to listening. "Well, you were right about one thing. You were supposed to meet me. It's no accident we met because God's got something he wants to say to you!"

From where we were positioned with my bags I could tell the two men were almost finished cleaning. I suggested we get in line so we could try and get seats in a corner since I had so much luggage. I noticed some seats with plenty of space for my things, but there was a bible on the seat. I didn't remember seeing it when we left the area. Immediately, I knew God was up to something and I pretended to be searching for good seats.

I didn't want to proclaim what I thought was happening. I wanted Marcus to do it. With my peripheral vision I could see that Maracus picked up the bible right away. He seemed spellbound and sat down slowly. "Did you see this when we left?"

I turned to face him. "No. I didn't."

"I didn't either." Marcus sat at the edge of his seat in disbelief, staring at the new NLT Bible in his hands. I noticed there was no Gideon stamp on it. So, I didn't believe a Gideon had placed it there.

I remained silent, waiting for Marcus to verbalize what was happening.

"Well...would you...call this a miracle?" Marcus asked slowly, still not taking his eyes off the bible, as if it might disappear as mysteriously as it appeared.

"Well, I didn't see if before we left the area and from where we were I could see over here. And I'm almost certain no one laid anything down. I would have seen them if they did. Yes. I believe it's very possible this is a miracle, Marcus."

"We were close by and I didn't see anyone put anything down either," Marcus agreed.

"Marcus, remember I what I told you just before we were invited back into this area, that God had something he wanted to say to you?"

Marcus nodded. He looked at me and back at the bible. He put it down long enough to help me settle my bags again. We continued talking about the Gospel and Marcus asked if he could get me some coffee and a donught or something. I reluctantly agreed after he insisted.

As Marcus left, Tim and Lisa chatted with me a bit. I kept the conversation going, hoping for the opportunity to minister to them. I was wondering if they overheard Marcus and I discussing the mysterious bible when Tim spoke up.

"He did the same thing for us." Lisa nodded in agreement. "He bought us breakfast and we've seen him doing it for other people, too."

Soon Marcus was back with two cups of steaming java and a bagle, which he split with me. I had the feeling Marcus' financial situation was not good. Yet, here he was sharing what little he had with others. Perhaps it was his way of celebrating the Christmas season. He soon had to leave and I thanked him for his help.

My trip from NYC was delayed and I ended up spending the entire night in the bus station. Later the next day I found out I would be leaving late that evening. Sleepily, I sat across from Lisa and waited for my departure to be called out. Her trip had also been delayed and she lounged under a blanket in her seat.

The next afternoon, Tim returned from running an errand. He told me he had seen Marcus outside carrying the mysterious bible with him. I was pleased to hear God had touched his heart with a miracle and confirmed his Word.

God gave Marcus a reason to believe again. He confirmed his Word with his Word. Marcus had been giving to others even though he himself was obviously in need. And God honored him with a precious gift. A gift containing the story of the true meaning of Christmas.

*** This story to be continued.....

* name changed

Be blessed in Jesus' name!