Miracles in Life
Miracles do happen. Hope yours comes true too.
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.
Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. 'He's really, really sick ... and I want to buy a miracle.'
'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist.
'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'
'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.
'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'
The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'
' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. 'I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.'
'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago .
'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly.
'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'
'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents - the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'
That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost ... one dollar and eleven cents ... plus the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law. I know you'll keep the ball moving!
Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you!
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
谢谢月莉小姐与我们分享的这篇故事。当馆主读这篇故事时，脑海里浮现着前几年读到的另一篇故事。那是关于一个小男孩为了救妹妹而对医生说他要捐血给妹妹，在输血的过程中，男孩一直对妹妹说要勇敢。输血完毕后，男孩转头问医生：“那我现在是不是就要死了？”
可爱、幼小无知的小男孩以为捐血给了妹妹是将自己身体里的所有血都捐给妹妹，所以之后就会死去。但是，他却很勇敢地愿意捐血。不因为什么，就因为“她是我妹妹”。简简单单的一份兄妹情。
小朋友的天真烂漫是无法取代的。它时时让人窝心，让人感动。可是，当我们慢慢长大了以后，却忘了这最初的心。忘了真正的快乐是金钱和时间无法取代、无法买到的。什么是奇迹？奇迹是靠我们自己去创造的。只要是真心诚意的、是努力过的，奇迹就在身边。像两篇故事里的奇迹，它是因为小朋友们的真诚感动了天地、是他们的爱和无条件的付出救回了自己的手足。
加油哦！在这个儿童节，馆主祝福天下的儿童都平安、快乐、健康、保持着单纯的心。
^_^g
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.
Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. 'He's really, really sick ... and I want to buy a miracle.'
'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist.
'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'
'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.
'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'
The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'
' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. 'I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.'
'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago .
'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly.
'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'
'Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents - the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.'
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.'
That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.
'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?'
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost ... one dollar and eleven cents ... plus the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law. I know you'll keep the ball moving!
Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you!
A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
谢谢月莉小姐与我们分享的这篇故事。当馆主读这篇故事时，脑海里浮现着前几年读到的另一篇故事。那是关于一个小男孩为了救妹妹而对医生说他要捐血给妹妹，在输血的过程中，男孩一直对妹妹说要勇敢。输血完毕后，男孩转头问医生：“那我现在是不是就要死了？”
可爱、幼小无知的小男孩以为捐血给了妹妹是将自己身体里的所有血都捐给妹妹，所以之后就会死去。但是，他却很勇敢地愿意捐血。不因为什么，就因为“她是我妹妹”。简简单单的一份兄妹情。
小朋友的天真烂漫是无法取代的。它时时让人窝心，让人感动。可是，当我们慢慢长大了以后，却忘了这最初的心。忘了真正的快乐是金钱和时间无法取代、无法买到的。什么是奇迹？奇迹是靠我们自己去创造的。只要是真心诚意的、是努力过的，奇迹就在身边。像两篇故事里的奇迹，它是因为小朋友们的真诚感动了天地、是他们的爱和无条件的付出救回了自己的手足。
加油哦！在这个儿童节，馆主祝福天下的儿童都平安、快乐、健康、保持着单纯的心。
^_^g
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