On Friday,
February 22, 1980, the United States Men’s Hockey team, made up of college
players, amateurs all, beat the men of the Soviet Union during the Olympics at
Lake Placid, New York. Al Michaels, then
an ABC sportscaster, called the game and started a countdown with 11 seconds
left, ending with the now famous line “Do you believe in miracles? Yes!” Ironically, this game was the semi-final for
the right to go to the gold medal game, not the gold medal game itself.
The
question, though, is was this really a miracle?
Are miracles so easy to come by that winning a hockey game counts as a
truly miraculous event? At some level,
the sense of the miraculous appears. The
odds of the United States even making it to the semi-finals were long. The United States was never known as a hockey
powerhouse and the Soviets were, essentially, a full time, professional
team. Moreover, the Soviets played
together all the time and had taken 6 of the prior 7 gold medals in hockey and
were a prohibitive favorite going into the 1980 games. The United States’ victory was highly
improbable. So when something appears
highly improbable we designate it a miracle.
Someone who is told they will die of cancer in six months recovers
completely; a woman told she’ll never get pregnant does; a parent is told their
child will never walk, but the child does; these kinds of things seem to us
miraculous.
Is highly improbable
truly the standard for the miraculous?
It is highly improbable the universe could erupt out of nothing, yet
many people claim this is true. I’ve
read and seen arguments that prior to the Big Bang there was nothing, but this “nothing”
was unstable, which is why “nothing” blasted into somethingness. Doesn’t this explanation sound perilously
close to a miracle? Something from
nothing seems highly improbable to me but I never took physics in college so I’m
sure I’m missing something important here.
What about
how life started on planet earth? At
this point, scientists really don’t have an explanation, other than the
amorphous and vague belief that somehow, by some process that isn’t entirely
clear, under unknown circumstances which have never been repeated in a
laboratory and (obviously) weren’t observed when they happened, the right
combination of information and material just happened to all coalesce at a
moment in time and life started spontaneously without intervention from any
outside agency. Sounds like long odds to
me, which would then make the happening . . . dare I say it . . .
miraculous. I didn’t take biology in
college, either, so I’m sure I’m missing something important here.
I mean if
we really think the result of a hockey game is a miracle, can we not then say
the formation of the universe and the beginning of life were miraculous
events? They surely meet the definition. But, of course, if we start down that path,
then we might find we must believe in other possible miracles.
So I believe
in this Jewish guy whose mother was a virgin but was made pregnant with him
anyway, claimed he was God, wandered around in Judea and Galilee back when
Tiberius was the reigning Roman Caesar, gathered a bunch of followers, most of
whom deserted him at the end of his life, healed people of all kinds of
diseases at a time when there was no medicine, told demons to leave people and
the demons obeyed, raised at least a couple people from the dead, had his own religious
leaders try him for heresy, died on a Roman cross but then came back to life,
on his own mind you, after three days, then, best of all, went up to heaven in
a cloud with a promise that he would come back at a later date to gather up his
true followers and execute judgment on all who don’t believe by leading an army
of angelic, otherworldly, beings, riding in on a white horse with a sword in
his hand. Whoa!
Certainly
any number of the things I mentioned about this man could be considered
miraculous. But are they really any more
miraculous than a universe creating itself out of nothing, or life
spontaneously coming out of the primordial slime under wildly uncertain
conditions? Really?
If our
definition is that a miracle is a highly improbable event, than the existence
of the universe is a miracle, as is the existence of life on planet earth. Moreover, logically, then, much of what I
believe about Jesus of Nazareth might be called miraculous, but it is no more
miraculous than what people are prepared to believe about the beginning of the
universe and the beginning of life.
Irony, like a cobra, rears its head again, striking at the heart of
those who would scoff at the “miracles” of Jesus.
You see, we
all believe in miracles, we just don’t agree on which miracles. Some of us choose to believe in the miracle
that something came from nothing, and that something that came from nothing
somehow without any rational or logical force nonetheless “caused” life to
start in such a way that this life would actually transform over time into
human beings. Others of us choose to
believe in the miracle that the absolutely holy God of the universe has chosen
to save some of us from eternal destruction, despite our actions in denying the
glory due Him. We have all done things
that violate the requirements of the holy creator God’s order of things. Despite this, God determined to provide a way
to satisfy the demands of his perfect justice through payment for our
transgressions by his own son, Jesus, who died on the cross in our place. He came back to life on the third day in order to complete the transaction and provide eternal life to all of us.
Do you
believe in miracles? Yes, you do. The question is which miracle?
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