[ SHOWGSD-L ] FW: The Cost of a miracle (long)
- From: "Helen" <helen@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2005 12:35:00 -0800
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 without 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.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the
operation of a higher law . . . (A TRUE STORY)
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.
Today I pass the friendship ball to you.
Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
MY OATH TO YOU . . .
When you are sad . . .
I will dry your tears.
When you are scared . . .
I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried . . .
I will give you hope.
When you are confused . . .
I will help you cope.
And when you are lost . . .
And can't see the light.
I shall be your beacon . . .
Shining ever so bright.
This is my oath . . .
I pledge till the end.
Why you may ask? . . .
Because you're my friend.
Signed: GOD
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