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The Miracle/Friendship Ball

Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking

about her little brother, . All she knew was that he was very sick and

they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex

next month because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor bills and our

house.

Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it was looking like there

was no one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful

Mother with " Only a miracle can save him now. "

Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place

in the closet. She poured all 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 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 you 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 kind of 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 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 ahigher

law......

(A TRUE STORY)

I know you'll keep the ball moving! Here it goes. Throw it back to someone

else who means something to you!

The Friendship Ball

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 TOYOU...

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.

INSTANTLY WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER, YOU'RE REQUESTED TO SEND IT TO AT

LEAST 10 PEOPLE,

INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU.

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  • 5 years later...

Note: forwarded message attached.Jan

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DeBlasio <nhsname123@...> wrote: Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2006 09:31:14 -0800 (PST)From: DeBlasio <nhsname123@...>Subject: Fwd: MiracleBeth <carriemelson@...>, <bjmason100@...>,Carl and Ruby <red.wing1@...>, DeBlasio <deblasio13@...>, a <angel3514@...>,Gail <mycookiefamily2002@...>, Glenda <ladybullhogg@...>,diane Hazlett <turtle3_us01@...>, Jan <nanna_jan@...>,Janet <janet.rohde@...>, Lynn <lynnrau@...>,Ken <morris318@...>, <nancy.grear@...>, <nmitzel@...>, Sharon <sharonann708@...>, <horizon.logistics@...>, Susie

<bhill@...>,Tammie <beachbrat5@...>, Terrie <aspooket@...>,Vicky <vcelticlass@...>Note: forwarded message attached. Use Photomail to share photos without annoying attachments.Subject: MiracleDate: Mon, 20 Feb 2006 10:36:46 -0600From: " DeBlasio" <laura@...><nhsname123@...> Subject: Miracle Subject: Miracle

Hope the water flows when you get the picture READ THE FIRST LINE CAREFULLY. . If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. Happy

moments, praise God. Difficult moments, seek God. Quiet moments, worship God. Painful moments, trust God. Every moment, thank God. This is a Kinkade painting. It's rumored to carry a miracle! The water is supposed to be running, so if it's not moving then the picture didn't come through entirely. . They say if you pass this on, you will receive a miracle. I am passing this on because I thought it was really pretty , and who couldn't use a miracle?!

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  • 2 years later...
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Dear Pam,

You bet Gleevec is a miracle and a lot of us are still around because of

Gleevec, even though we ultimately became resistant or intolerant. I do wish

more people would intervene like you did, just to let our newbies know that they

have plenty to be thankful for. Endurance is one of the most challenging aspect

of our lives. Belonging to a support group who care about you is using your

common sense. No one can get through this alone. Some people chose not to tell

their friends or even their children, they find a group such as hours to vent

their frustrations and fears. It is much more difficult to carry this burden

alone. We no longer look to only our neighbors, we now live in a global

community.

Cheers,

Lottie

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-hi lottie hi group: did u become resistant to gleevec also? if yes

then what are you on now? i had to stop foe a week because of chest

cramping and a choking feeling, while off my energy came back i

finally tore down my kitchen witch i wanted to do for almost a yr. i

started back 3 days ago and had my first breathing problem but, i

used albuterol and i'm ok . Amazing group i would hv never thought it

was the gleevec now I hv something to tell my onc.

aliza rochester n.y.

-- In , " Lottie Duthu " <lotajam@...> wrote:

>

> Dear Pam,

> You bet Gleevec is a miracle and a lot of us are still around

because of Gleevec, even though we ultimately became resistant or

intolerant. I do wish more people would intervene like you did, just

to let our newbies know that they have plenty to be thankful for.

Endurance is one of the most challenging aspect of our lives.

Belonging to a support group who care about you is using your common

sense. No one can get through this alone. Some people chose not to

tell their friends or even their children, they find a group such as

hours to vent their frustrations and fears. It is much more

difficult to carry this burden alone. We no longer look to only our

neighbors, we now live in a global community.

> Cheers,

> Lottie

>

>

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