I heard about a miracle the other day that brought a smile to the faces
of anyone who read of it…on Facebook…of all places…
It was a story about a little girl on a ventilator…in a hospital’s ICU
with her family surrounding her…unsure of what to do…
Unsure what was happening…unsure of who or what or when…
Unsure if she could hear them now…or would ever hear again.
When her mom leaned over and whispered into her ear
hoping her message would penetrate every chromosome,
reassuring her daughter that her family would be standing by
until she was ready to come home…
It was here Mom said she felt the faintest pressure
her daughter’s thumb onto her hand…
just the slightest pressure sending waves
into her mom…across the land…
For anyone out there who read of it
Here’s a little quiz…
If that was not a miracle…please tell me then…
what is?
Sometimes I am amazed in life
how miracles overlap
for that same day we saw a baby
lying in his father’s lap.
We spoke to the young couple for a while
remembering how fast our children and grandchildren have grown
remembering back to when we were blessed
with miracles of our own…
And I couldn’t help thinking about miracles
how in our lives they play a roll
how perhaps they’re always near us
in the silence of our souls…
And how it’s true some miracles we experience
may be sent from up above…
But I also believe some miracles
float in on the wings of love.
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