The problem begins (keeping with the theme of this blog) with the notion that this physical world is unimportant. Therefore for anything to have meaning, it has to be connected to the far more important spiritual realm (so goes their thinking). Therefore, nothing has value unless it is a "miracle." So then everything becomes a miracle, meaning a super-natural (above the laws of nature) miracle.
Rather than seeing the Red Sea part (a real super-natural miracle) it is, "I ran into Joan at the market . . . obviously a miracle and a God-thing." This discounts the odds of seeing Joan in a town of 3,000 people at a market where 180 of them are there at any one time.
But it saturates the evangelical thinking. All illnesses are either caused by the direct hand of God ("God disciplining me") or the devil (see the previous post). Any resolution of an illness isn't through the natural (God-given in my opinion) forces of our biochemistry of healing but had to be the direct hand of God.
God directs me to a verse in the Bible, rather than the Newtonian laws of forces applied when opening a book.
So these miracles are woven with tissue paper. But they have no other choice. If they believe that this physical world is crap, rather than an incredibly beautiful place with God-designed complexities and forces, then you have to believe that all things are miracles. At that juncture you loose all contact with reality.
But, I do believe that God does work outside of nature, but it is rare. My God does things like create universes and the complexities of all that is. I'm very okay with God working within the nature He has created because I love it the way He made it. As Einstein said, either everything is a miracle or nothing is. I'm in the camp that everything is. The big bang and on. No, the universe makes no sense, something that big created by a personal being. But the absence of such makes less sense.
So, it is at this point the Evangelicals tell me my God is small the most. It is when they suggest that God did something, like just missing getting hit when you accidentally ran the red light. Then I say, I think it was just being lucky where the timing was just right. Most the time when you run a red light you survive. But the 10% odds of getting hit are terrible. So, the odds were in your favor. Then they smirk and say ". . . your God is so small."