I don't believe in miracles...I depend on them!
Nishant Saini
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From: Nitin Goyal <nitin...@gmail.com>
Date: Thu, Jan 1, 2009 at 9:34 PM
Subject: Fwd: I don't believe in miracles...I depend on them!
To: Nishant <nishan...@gmail.com>
From: Gagan Deep Mehta <ga...@indiasolicitor.com>
Date: Tue, Dec 9, 2008 at 9:46 AM
Subject: I don't believe in miracles...I depend on them!
To: Gagan Deep Mehta <ga...@indiasolicitor.com>
A
little girl Tess 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 six
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 that 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
performed 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 INNOCENT 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!