I just got back from Africa.

I spent two weeks with a team from my church (RockHarbor) working in Uganda. It was an incredible experience and definitely one I will not soon forget. Before I left, I was extremely expectant that God would reveal Himself in amazing ways to us. I wanted nothing short of miracles–supernatural healings, unexplainable phenomena, the casting out of demons...those sorts of things. I really wanted Him to pull out all the stops and show this western-thinking evangelical what He could really do.

It didn't happen that way. There were no special effects, no one rose from the dead, and the Nile River didn't turn to blood. Yet I learned something very important on that trip...although God definitely still moves in huge, supernatural ways, He is most often found in the quite, unassuming, intimate moments. The ones that we pass over too quickly. The ones that we ignore because they're not big enough or they don't make us look like super-Christians.

I didn't see a blind man receive sight, but I did get to experience a man leaving behind his destructive ways to forge ahead as a new believer. Some may say he was blind and now he sees.

I didn't see anyone rise from the dead, but I did get to experience the overflowing gratitude many people had for medical care we administered. Some may say their spirits were raised from hopelessness and despair.

I didn't see a lame person walk, but I did get to experience a community of believers who continue to lean on Christ amidst all of their pain and suffering. Some may say they were crippled but have found the strength to take another step.

I may not have seen an outright miracle, but I know this: God continues to work in and through His people...for His reasons, for His glory, for His purposes. I hope that as I continue to learn and grow in my relationship with Him, I will be more observant and much more appreciate of the intimate moments–where I can see Him at work the most.