grain of mustard seed was all that they required to produce a great and powerful miracle. It’s not the size of the faith that counts it’s the manner in which you mix your faith with the word of the Lord. We angels know that it only takes a little bit of faith and Jesus had challenge the little bit of faith that they had by requesting that they feed the multitudes.
“We only have five loaves of bread and two fish,” answered his unbelieving disciples in a panic. “Bring the five loaves and two fishes here to me,” requested Jesus boldly. He then told the multitudes to sit down on the grass. On taking the five loaves and two fishes, Jesus looked up to heaven straight through its window and into his Father’s face. He gave thanks to his Father and then broke the loaves of bread in two. Then he gave them to his disciples and they gave them to the people. The multitudes all ate and were satisfied from hunger and the disciples picked up twelve baskets full of broken pieces that were left over.
The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides the woman and children. It was a miracle of multiplication that was required to feed a multitude. So the bread had been multiplied in the hands of the disciples as they broke it. The more they gave away to the people, the more it was multiplied back to them. It was the miraculous supernatural principle of giving, that was at work in their midst. Give and it shall be given unto you, good measure pressed down, shaken together and running over. Jesus had proved to them that he was who he said he was when he said, “I am the bread of life that comes down from heaven.”
Then Jesus the Son of God went up the mountain to pray to his Father. He sent his disciples ahead of him in a boat to go to the other side of the lake. He needed to walk with his Father in the secret garden like Adam once walked in the Garden of Eden. He needed to be intimate with his Father and share his deepest feelings and thoughts with him. He wanted to be close to his Father in heaven and so he withdrew to a quiet place. We angels are always exposed to the closeness of the Lord God. He is the author and originator of family and parenthood. He is a father to the fatherless and the God of our eternal spirits. Above all else God Almighty desires to be intimate with his children, the members of his family by walking with them.
My heart began to beat faster and faster with every fulfilment from the pages of the old ancient texts. It was foretold that he would perform mighty divine miracles. I Michael, the might of the Lord God stood amazed as I encountered miraculous signs and wonders that were performed by the hands of the Messiah. The miracles had started small when he had first turned water into wine at a wedding in Galilee. Each of his miracles seemed to escalate in grandeur and in power. He had performed many miracles in his Father’s name and by his Father’s authority.
Jesus of Nazareth had travelled to Bethsaida with his disciples. Some of the people living there brought a blind man to Jesus and begged him to touch him and heal him. Jesus took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village. What I loved most about Jesus was his spontaneity. He was a man whose deeds could never be predicted. Jesus suddenly spat in the man’s eyes and then laid his hands tightly upon his eyes and asked, “Do you see anything?” The man began to see but saw people walking about that looked like trees waving in the wind. Jesus laid his hands upon the man’s eyes for a second time. We angels were always astounded by the mighty acts of the Son of God. He was never moved by what he saw in the natural but He was only moved by what He believed. He was not moved by the fact that the man couldn’t see properly after praying for him. He simply prayed for him again a second time. That’s when the man’s eyes were opened and his sight was restored back to him and he saw everything clearly. Then Jesus simply sent him home with his sight restored back to him.
Gabriel and I, the Archangels of God were always amazed to see the mighty miracles that Jesus of Nazareth had performed in his Father’s name. I can remember another account of him healing a blind man but it was far more dramatic than the first. As Jesus went along on his journey he saw a man who had been blind from birth. The man had never seen the light of God Almighty’s glorious creation. This time Jesus didn’t spit into the blind man’s eyes, instead he spat upon the dusty ground. Then He bent down and began to make mud with His saliva. He began to spin the moist dust of the ground upon his fingertips just like he had done when he created the man Adam in the secret Garden of Eden.
Once again he worked as a master potter he began to spin and mould the softened clay upon his fingertips. Suddenly he stopped squeezing the clay between his fingers. The clay was ready to be used for the purposes of God and to perform the miraculous. Jesus then tightly pressed the clay into the man’s eyes and commanded him to go and wash it off in the pool of Siloam. As the man began to wash the clay in the pool of water new eyes were created from the clay in his eye sockets. Jesus proved to them that he was who he said he was when he said, “I am the light of the world and I’ll give sight to those who are blind and sight to those who say they cannot see.”
I, Michael the Archangel that does battle on behalf of the Lord God saw the greatest miracle ever performed by Jesus of Nazareth. Gabriel and I both agree that’s it’s by far the greatest miracle we have ever seen. Now a man from Bethany named Lazarus was extremely sick. So Mary and Martha his two sisters sent word to their family friend, Jesus of Nazareth, “Lord, the one whom you love is very sick.” Now Mary was the woman who had poured expensive perfume on Jesus and wiped his feet with her hair. Jesus loved Martha and her sister Mary and Lazarus, their brother dearly. When Jesus heard this news he said, “It is for God’s glory so that God’s Son may be glorified through it.”
So Jesus deliberately delayed his journey to Bethany for two more days although Bethany was only two miles away from where he was camped. Jesus then told his disciples, “Our friend Lazarus is dead, but I am going to wake him up by restoring him back to life.” On his arrival, Jesus had discovered that Lazarus had already been in the tomb for four days. Gabriel and I have learnt that God Almighty is never late. He is always on time and when he stretches out his mighty arm to save, he saves just in time. Today was no different for the Lord God. He was at the right place at the right time. Many Jews had come to comfort Mary and Martha in the loss of their brother. When Martha heard that Jesus was coming she went out to meet him on the road but Mary stayed at home.
“Lord,” Martha said to Jesus, “If you had been here, my brother wouldn’t have died. But I know that even now God will give you whatever you ask.” Jesus replied with confidence and said to her, “Your brother will rise again.” Martha answered, “I know that he will rise again in the resurrection at the last day.”
Jesus then said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me though he is dead yet shall he live and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?”
“Yes, Lord.” She told him, “I believe that you are the Christ, the Son of the Living God, who has come into the world.” After she had said this she went back and called her sister Mary aside and said, “The master is here and he is asking for you.” When Mary heard this she got up quickly and went out to meet him. Now Jesus had not yet entered the village, but was still at the place where Martha had met him. When the Jews who had been with Mary in the house, comforting her, noticed how quickly she got up and went out, they followed her, thinking she was going to mourn at the tomb. When Mary reached the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, “Lord, if you had have been here, my brother would not have died.” When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come along with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in his spirit and troubled. “Where have you laid him?” asked Jesus.
We angels have often seen the Lord troubled and deeply moved in his spirit, but this time it was different. When they showed Jesus of Nazareth the place where Lazarus had been placed, Jesus wept. Then the Jews said, “See how much he loved him!” But some of them said, “Could he not who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?” When Jesus came to the tomb, a cave with
a stone laid across the entrance, he once more was deeply moved in his spirit. He groaned in his spirit and sighed deeply, just like he had done in the secret Garden of Eden, just before he breathed the breath of life into Adam’s nostrils. “Take away the stone,” he commanded. “But Lord,” said Martha in protest, “he has been dead for four days and his body has a bad odour.”
Then Jesus said to them, “Did I not tell you that if you would believe, then you would see the glory of God?” So they took away the stone. Jesus looked up towards heaven and into the eyes of his Father and began to pray to him saying, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. I know that you always hear me because I always do what pleases you.” He had prayed out loud for the benefit of the people so that they could hear him. When he had said this, Jesus the Son of God called out in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come alive!”
His voice echoed throughout the tomb where the dead body of Lazarus lay. Suddenly an angel appeared behind me and blasted