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You don’t have to know how it’s going to happen

June 9th, 2008 -- Posted in Uplifting Stories | No Comments »

This is a touching story about knowing that the Universe will bring you
anything you ask for, no matter how outrageous it seems. You don’t
have to know how it’s going to come, you just have to allow it to.

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 onl y 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 ho w 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 char ge 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.