"How do I know whether this is of God and not just the fig plaster? What confirming sign is there that God is healing me and that in three days I'll walk into The Temple of God on my own legs?" (20:8)
It set me to thinking about how often do I doubt God and insist on proof?
How often do I think even the every day things came about from "the fig plaster" and not Him?
All about me is the constants of ABBA.
Constants which consistently prove He is "I AM".
And yet, there are times I either take for granted, don't acknowledge, question, doubt, and at times, even take credit.