Gary Miracle

Tonight has been one of those nights. Sleepless. My eyes have not been closed for one second with my four children so incredibly heavy on my heart. These nights don’t happen often but when they do, it’s because I see the world throwing things at them and my heart is heavy. Some things are in my control and some, not. I am also a part of that ‘world’ that’s being thrown at them as my children are being raised in a broken home due to divorce and they are seeing both sides of what this world has to offer due to that.

My two prayers for them with everything that I have is that they can learn to trust ‘Christ in me’ as their father and that they will seek ‘Christ in them’ with everything they have.

Seeking Christ with everything they have is something I can only pray fervently for and sit back and watch their free will play out.

But earning their trust is something that I can do. I want to give them the very best of who I am. Knowing that it will only be received, if they trust me. As my mentor has told me, “children who know their parents are winnable, thoughtful and walking in integrity are vitally influenced by them".

I believe once my children know that I can be trusted I will get the opportunity to offer them four pretty amazing things: love, truth, grace and guidance. Not by using my power, not by demanding respect and not by guilting them into obedience. I’ve witnessed those things only lead to mistrust and hiding.

I want to be honest with my children. They are now at the age where I can be transparent with them (if I have the courage to be). I want to tell them when I fail and not use my authority to win or to prove them wrong. I want to take the tension out of parenting (and coparenting). Of course there’s still going to be conflict, hard choices and times of withdrawal… but I want the underlying motive of everything I do to be trust, to keep their hearts soft and winnable for a lifetime.

“And you became imitators of us and of the Lord, for you received the word in much affliction, through the joy of the Holy Spirit,” ‭‭
1 Thessalonians‬ ‭1‬:‭6‬

What’s not transformed is transferred. So I pray with all of my heart that my sanctification process continues moving forward through all of my wins and all of my losses so that I can preach Christ at all times to my kids to earn their trust to follow me as I follow Him.

And hopefully, through all of that, by me earning their trust, they will desire to seek Christ with everything they have, even with everything the world throws at them…

And I now thank you, for trusting me enough to even having read this far (if you have 😆) as I publicly think / pray out loud.

I trust that Christ has gone before my four children and I (and you). I trust that He’s 10 steps ahead of us, looking back at us…smiling! 



Calling on my prayer warriors this morning. My sweet dear mama was just taken back to be prepped for surgery to receive a full knee replacement this morning. My father is in the waiting room waiting for her to be prepped so he can go back to see her before the surgery begins.

As you can imagine, the level of PTSD that I have thinking about my mom being in a hospital is through the roof this morning. But I am on the back burner in comparison to her heart and my dad's heart while he waits.

‘Oh Christ, I know it's just a standard routine knee replacement but, please do what only You can do and I'm selfishly asking You to do it right now! Be the mind and the eyes and the hands of those doctors and nurses this morning. Just please take care of my mom.’

Linda Miracle, you rest. We'll take it from here…

Thank y'all so much!

If you want to know what it's like trying to raise a Godly man with a girlfriend. 🤦‍♂️

Jesus come quickly…

Y’all…

I blinked.

💙 A Day I’ll Never Forget 💙

There are some moments in life that words will never be able to fully capture, and this was one of them.

7 years ago (in the middle of the adoption process) I had the absolute honor of flying to Colombia to surprise my daughter. During this trip, I was going just to hug her, to let her see my face and feel my love in person, but God had something so much bigger planned.

I was given the privilege of standing beside her in the river, with my own hands and feet, to take part in one of the holiest moments a dad could ever experience or ask for… her baptism. (video in comment section.)

As the water ran over her, I could feel the weight of God’s promises being fulfilled right in front of me. Every prayer, every waiting season, every tear shed through this journey led to this divine moment, a glimpse of heaven on earth!

God keeps reminding me that He’s not just writing a story… He’s maturing and perfecting one. And sometimes, if you’re patient and faithful long enough, you get to stand right in the middle of a miracle.

I’ll never forget this day. I’ll never stop thanking Him for letting me be there. You will be hard pressed to find a picture from the day I met my daughter until even today where she is not standing right by my side! She is definitely my 21-year-old daddy‘s girl, still to this day!

And I’ll never stop believing that love, His love, always finds a way. Adoption isn’t easy, but I would do it 10 times over to have my Mija!