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The Miracle-Life 

Man was made a miracle-attractor because he was created in the image and likeness of God. Man is physical and material, while God is divine and spiritual, and when the two intersect miracles happen. A relationship with God makes the miracle-life a way-of-life. From creation man’s process of living has been a miraculous activity, and it will end the same way it began when he is made to live eternally in divine, glorious, existence with the Triune God.

Miracle of Peter Walking on Water to Jesus (Wiki Commons)

Through union with God, Abraham lived a miraculous life. The greatest miracle was the birth of Isaac although he and Sarah were past child-bearing age. Through this miraculous life his descendants grew into a multitude and became a nation called Israel, which continues to this day. Even though as a nation they did not follow the patriarchal faithfulness, their whole national life was undergirded by the miraculous promise to Abraham. The Bible is full of examples of the miraculous life man experiences because of his encounter with the Triune God. Jesus Christ, God who became the Son of Man, went about living the miracle-life and doing good and healing all who came to Him. (Acts 10:38)

To Enjoy Living in The Father’s Presence

The miracle-life is God’s way of pointing man back to Him, for the parable of the Bula man-river* is essentially the story of God revealing the pathway to Him. (You can read a fuller explanation in my Book, “Bula man-river, The Miracle of Triune Living). Let’s be clear about one thing about man’s beginning: it was the presence of God that made Eden a miraculous place for Adam and Eve, not a geographical location. God made man to enjoy being in His presence – that, in its simplest form, is the message of the Gospel. The purpose of miracles is to make that possible. God is Spirit and we are human and physical. To bring us into His presence as a human can only mean to live in a ceaseless joyful miraculous existence. That is why God declares He made every day to be enjoyed and rejoiced over (Ps. 118:24).

One Day at a Time

Jesus tells us how we are to do it in a world that has drifted from its center in the Creator. Live one day at a time! (Matt. 6:34, 25-33) Each day will bring enough miracle detractors to keep us on our toes from living the miracle-life that’s our destiny, and we live as “Bula” man-rivers.* Today is today, yesterday is today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream. Today, this moment in time, is the only reality we have. We can live it as a miracle in the Triune Life in Christ (Bula man-river), or, we can live the “solitary” life that’s left to fate and fatality. Make it a miracle.

I will share the story of my own miracle which saved me, my wife, and two friends. This story is recounted from my book, “Bula Man-River – The Miracle of Triune Living.”

Miracle at Bulu River
“The year was 1996 – the night of November 9th to be exact. I was living and working in Fiji in the South Pacific. The day, like any other, was fraught with its usual hectic demands of work. Yes, even in this beautiful idyllic paradise on earth, the strife of life is no respecter of your world. Little did I know the extraordinary event that lay in wait and about to unfold before me – that day will forever change the course of my life. Scheduled to take an early-morning flight to Canberra, Australia, my wife and I had to drive to the other side of the island where the international airport is located. A couple, friends of the family, traveled with us on this two-and-a-half-hour drive. The night was black as could be, with only the car’s headlights slicing through the pitch darkness. This stretch of the road ran straight and level for about a quarter mile with a bridge at the end and then turned sharply left around a mountain on the far side of the bridge. At around 2:30 a.m. the one thing most dreaded by drivers happened: I fell asleep at the wheel. I drove off my side of the two-lane road, drifted into the opposite lane, and finally went off the road onto the stopping lane. By now the car was not aligned with the bridge ahead to take us safely across the river. Instead, we were heading for a nosedive into the waters below the bridge.

Intense Blinding Light
“My short but deep sleep was the kind you just don’t get out of unless you are vigorously shaken. Then something amazing occurred. In my mind’s eye I saw the most blinding white light I have ever seen. The light was so intensely bright it woke me from my sleep. As I opened my eyes, astonishingly, there before me I saw the source of this intense white light – literally in front of me. I now looked directly at a person clothed in dazzling white garment to his feet, standing in front of me. With his right arm outstretched he held up his lamp, the source of the brilliant light that woke me. He wouldn’t move out of my way. He never flinched but stood his ground. All this happened so fast my immediate reaction was to swerve to evade a crash into the person. As I veered, I found myself on the road landing and crossing the bridge. The spot where the person in dazzling white garment stood led directly into the river below. If he had not stood his ground, forcing me to turn sharply to avoid a collision, we would have headed straight into the river and most likely died of drowning – leaving seven parentless children behind.

Intense Blinding Light Awoke Me From My Deep Slumber

“What happened next was equally astonishing. The bridge, made of concrete and pipe railings, lit up the dark night. Yes, the whole bridge was ablaze in brilliant white light. So as I swerved to avoid a crash into the person with the lamp, I was unwittingly maneuvered onto the bridge. The bridge’s railings turned into lights, something like fluorescent tube lights with a more intense brightness about them. By the side rails of the bridge I saw more people, all dressed in dazzling white shorts and short-sleeved shirts, walking along happily chatting and delighting in each other’s presence. All I could remember from their demeanor in those fleeting moments was the aura of complete joy and peace that radiated from their presence. It was a short but unforgettable few seconds in my life.

“My mind reeling, I wondered what had just happened. As we crossed the bridge and made the ninety-degree turn, we had a good view of the bridge we crossed. All we saw was nothing but pitch darkness, the brilliant light-show evident no more. I drove slowly for a few moments trying to collect my thoughts. “Did you see what just happened?” I asked my wife. She nodded, equally dumbfounded, and said she did. I asked my friends, and they said they too saw what happened. We all sat silent for a moment as the truth sank in: we had just tasted a miracle of angelic intervention. God sent angels to rescue us from certain death.

 The Bridge Rail Turned Into Bright Lights to Guide Me Across (FreeImages)

“As for the person holding the lamp, I believe he is more than an angel. His attire and the lamp are symbolic of his station. At the hotel, my wife and I knelt to thank God for His love and mercy for keeping us all safe. Seven children would have lost their parents that pitch-dark morning, but for the grace of God. It would be an understatement to say the event affirmed and solidified our weak human faith in God’s existence, His sovereignty over our lives, and unquestionably, His extraordinary love. I know the Lord saved us for more reasons than His awesome love for us. You see, a friend from the nearby village had told me stories of lives lost to the awkward bend in the road – but why spare us? I had read about one such tragic incident at this very bridge in the local newspaper not so long ago. As this event kept replaying in my mind, and I recognized God’s unerring hand in my life from before and after the event, I kept asking “why” because I felt no more deserving than the next person. (Extracted from book: “Bula” man-river – The Miracle of Triune living).” (End of quote)

This miracle-life is lived in the Triune Life of God in Christ by the power of the Spirit. Thomans F. Torrance argues that we must think from a center in the Triune God and not from a center in ourselves. In my book I make reference to this as the “Triune” Life as opposed to the human “solitary” life. It’s the life of the “Bula” (Living) man-river* as opposed to the “Bulu” (deathly) man-river.** God’s  miraculous relationship with us is maintained by God Himself in the incarnation of His Son and the outpouring of His Holy Spirit.

If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to write me in the space provided below, or email me on bulamanriver@gmail.com.

Blessing

Until we meet again in my next post, may the blessing of the God who ceaselessly expresses Himself in His dependable Triune Love, be with you today and give you strength for authentic Triune Living as a Bula man-river.*

Kiang                                                                                                                                                                  (Your Servant in Christ)

* The “Bula man-river” is the metaphor describing the union of man with the Love of the Triune God flowing in humans, making possible the “Triune Life” – the source of the miraculous life in man. To read the many facets of life of the Bula man-river, go to my website www.bulamanriver.com where you can order a copy of my Book.

 ** The “Bulu” man-river is a non-believer. “Bulu” is Fijian word which means “burial” or “death.” This river produces want and death in the person. “Bulu” man-river is the union of man with his fallen, unsaved self who lives under the deception and sway of the devil.

All scriptures are taken from the NIV Version 2011, unless stated otherwise

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