The Miracle at 10:36 AM
I was praying the day before I was scheduled for surgery, and I heard the time, “10:36.” It wasn’t like I was on my knees in prayer and petition. I was cleaning my house and going about my business… just thinking and talking to God in my heart.
It wasn’t like a voice said it. It wasn’t even like a deep impression in my heart. It was like a thought… but it was clear… unlike some of the thoughts I had been having as I got closer and closer to the day of surgery.
I didn’t know what it meant, but I knew I should probably have people pray at that time (since it would be right in the middle of my two hour surgery.)
Later that night, my friend called me. “What time is your surgery tomorrow? I want to know so I can be praying.”
I told her,
“I go back at 9:45… but pray at 10:36. I just have a feeling that something important will happen then.”
I told my parents and husband as well.
The morning of surgery we arrived at the hospital two hours early just as they had recommended. I was prepped and given my IV. My parents came back to see me and then left as it got closer to to 9:45.
But 9:45 came and went… so did 10:00, 10:15 and 10:30.
I called my mom who was in the waiting room to tell her that they still hadn’t come back for me.
And she said, “Well, you know they are going to come at 10:36.”
We laughed at how crazy that would be… when just then there was a knock at my door. I looked at the digital clock on the wall above the doorway.
“Mom! I have to go. They’re here to take me to surgery. It IS 10:36!!!”
I couldn’t believe it. I told both nurses in the room about what had happened the day before and the significance of the timing. I told my husband to call my friend and tell her as well.
But just then… in the middle of what could have been the most unsettling part of my day… there was this peace that washed over me.
They didn’t come for me at 10:26, or 10:30 or even 10:35. They came for me at exactly 10:36 am.
God knows every minute of our lives. He has all of our timing perfected within Himself.
And as I have been recovering and dealing with post surgery complications, all I can think about is how God sees each moment of my life… and that includes this one.
Just in case you feel delayed. Just in case you feel forgotten. Just in case you have been praying for something for a long time…
Borrow this Hope. God knows every moment of your life. None of them are a surprise… and whether He tells you in some supernatural way or not, we can all rest confidently in knowing that He holds each one of our minutes in His hands.
10:36 – and every moment after.
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